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-=[ My Wife Is A Whore ]=-
If my wife Laura had not made so many careless mistakes, I would not be
writing this now. When a man finds a pubic hair on the sheets that does
not match the color of his or his wife's hair, it suggests that another
person has been in that bed. When he arrives home from work, walks into
the bedroom and catches a whiff of musky semen, he becomes even more
suspicious. But could his imagination be playing tricks on him?
I learned the truth the day I arrived home from work an hour early and
found my wife naked on the living room couch watching a soap opera. Her
lover must have left only moments before. I suspected my best friend
Ray. He had been ogling Laura for as long as I could remember. I didn't
have a problem with that. It was when he stopped fawning over her that
I became suspicious. I am not a jealous man. As long as they gave me
the pleasure of watching them fuck, it was fine with me.
"Well, what have you been up to, dear?" I asked. The little bitch was
still panting. She is very quick on her feet and it only took her a
second to come up with a plausible excuse. "Oh, hello, darling. Please
forgive me. I have been masturbating. I just couldn't help myself. I
got so horny." She rubbed her pussy to make the lie even more
convincing.
"Did you finish the job? Where is your vibrator?"
"I was using my fingers." Another lie. She always used her vibrator and
her fingers in combination. "No, I didn't cum. I decided to hold off
and wait for you."
"I'll take a quick shower and then I'll screw you," I said.
I walked into the bedroom to find the bedding mussed. That had never
happened before. Laura is a superb housekeeper. The evidence of my
wife's infidelity was overwhelming, but I still wasn't certain. I
carefully examined the sheets without finding any pubic hairs or semen
stains. Then I found the final damning bit of evidence under the bed. I
held the condom up and examined the load that it contained. Whoever had
fucked her must have enjoyed it very much to pump out so much sap.
"Your honor, we find the defendant guilty of being a slut." When I waved
the condom in Laura's pretty face, she became as pale as a ghost,
fainted and fell back on the couch. I sprinkled ice water in her face
to bring her around. "I want to know what the fuck is going on," I
demanded. "It isn't what you think, darling. Please let me explain." I
wasn't angry, just very excited. "Ray has been porking you, hasn't he?"
"Yes, Ray has had me a few times, but we aren't lovers. It is strictly
business. When your business dropped off, things got a little tight
around here. I didn't want to worry you, so I didn't tell you about the
collection agencies that were trying to collect our debts. I'm afraid
that I spent more than I should have. It's entirely my fault. I tried
to find a job, but I don't have any skills. Nobody wanted me. It was
Ray who came up with the answer. He was my first customer."
"Are you telling me that you are a whore?"
"Yes. I'm sorry. I couldn't see any other way."
"I want to know everything," I demanded. "Oh, don't worry. I won't
divorce you. I'm only angry because I didn't get to watch." As I took a
seat next to her, my cock was harder than it had been in months. She
explained how Ray had offered her a hundred dollars for an hour of sex.
It had been so easy that she wondered why she had never thought of it
before.
"I go to the Red Rooster lounge around noon when the businessmen are
having lunch, pick one of them up and bring him back here. I charge him
anywhere between one and two hundred dollars for an hour, depending on
how prosperous he looks. I can do two or three guys in an afternoon."
"You should have told me. I'm not angry with you for whoring. In fact, I
don't want you to stop. I want to watch. You know that I have always
wanted to watch another man fuck you." Laura went to her knees, pulled
my pants down, and wrapped her soft lips around my hard cock. "How many
cocks did you suck today, bitch?" I had never called her bitch before.
It felt good. "I sucked three." My cock throbbed in her mouth. "Did any
of them cum in your mouth?" She held up one finger. I came instantly!
I am a carpenter by trade and own my own business so installing the
one-way mirror in the wall between the master bedroom and the spare
bedroom was child's play for me, a simple weekend project. When it was
finished, I tested it by fucking Laura in front of it. I had never
watched myself fuck before and enjoyed it so much that I tried a dozen
different positions. "Your customers are going to love this. They will
never know that I am on the other side enjoying every minute of the
show."
I tossed and turned all through the night that Sunday night, unable to
think of anything but sex. The beautiful woman lying next to me was a
whore who had fucked hundreds of strangers. That somehow made her more
desirable. "Imagine a man paying two hundred dollars to do what I can
do this very instant for free!" I couldn't shake those persistent
thoughts out of my head. And then there was the money to think about.
If she made four or five hundred a day, we could enjoy an affluent
life-style. I could even buy that boat that I had been wanting. Now
that I knew what she was up to, she could even do a little whoring in
the evenings!
Morning finally arrived. Groggy from lack of sleep, I called my
secretary Carol and asked her to come to my house at noon. I suppose
that it was poetic justice that my wife had become a whore. I had been
fucking Carol two or three times a week for more than a year, usually
in my office at the end of the day.
"What about your wife, Larry? Did you talk her into a threesome?"
"No, nothing like that, baby. I'll explain when you get here."
The morning passed slowly. I fidgeted on the couch in front of the TV,
dick in hand, leering at porno tapes on my big screen TV. I was very
careful not to masturbate too hard. I didn't want to accidentally cum
and spoil the fun that was ahead. My little whore finally came down the
stairs made up like a movie star. I had never seen her look so
drop-dead gorgeous! She wasn't dressed like the whores you see on the
street. She has more class than that. Unwilling to risk smearing her
perfectly painted lips, she rubbed her cheek against mine. "I would
like to see you with someone who is hung like a horse," I said. She
flashed a brilliant smile. "I'll do my best."
Carol arrived a few minutes after Laura left. "Where is Laura?" she
asked. "Don't worry about Laura. Everything will become clear in a few
minutes." I led her up to the guest bedroom and stripped her. She
didn't see the mirror. I had cleverly concealed it behind draperies. I
put her on the bed and planted my mouth on her neatly trimmed cunt. It
wasn't long before she was squirming like a worm on a hook.
I heard Laura's car pull into the driveway, then the front door closed
and footsteps came down the hallway. "Oh, my God, it's your wife!" I
clamped my hand over her mouth. "Don't make a sound! This is going to
be very exciting. You'll see."
I waited a few minutes until I was sure Laura and her "date" had
started, then I led Carol to the drapes. I clamped a hand over her
mouth to prevent any outburst. When I opened the drapes, I saw my
beautiful wife sucking another man's cock for the first time. It was a
good thing that I had had the foresight to put my hand over Carol's
mouth. It muffled her shriek. When she had calmed down a little, I
removed my hand. "Oh, my God, oh, my God. What is going on?"
"Don't worry about it, baby. I'll explain everything later. For now, I
want you to do to me what she is doing to him." Positioning myself so
she could watch the show while she sucked my dick, I guided her pretty
blond head down onto my cock. She always gives great head, but it
seemed to me that she out-did herself that afternoon. Maybe it was the
eye candy in the next room that made it seem better.
Laura had brought home a good-looking guy in his twenties with a
horse-cock hanging between his legs. I couldn't have picked a better
partner for her myself. She told me later that it wasn't her first time
with him so, aware of how nicely hung he was, she picked him up just to
please me. It was so thoughtful of her. His cock was so big that she
couldn't take more than half of it in her mouth. While she sucked him,
he smiled at their images in the mirror. It was as though he were
watching Carol blow me.
Laura must have read my mind because, when it was time to fuck, she
climbed right up on top of the guy and impaled her pussy on his huge
cock. I almost came, but by pulling my cock from Carol's mouth and
squeezing the head with all of my strength, I was able to hold back.
"Okay, baby, time to ride the horsey." Carol mounted me and smothered
my cock in her warm, wet cunt. "Why, you little bitch, you're nice and
creamy," I whispered. "Oh, yes, boss, I haven't been this hot in a long
time."
The guy in the next room had his big hands all over my wife's cute
little ass and was sucking hard on her tits. I could tell by the
expression on the little whore's face that she loved every second of
it. I filled my hands with Carol's ass and thrust my dick up into her
tight pussy.
My wife's customer frantically pushed her off of him. "I PAID TO CUM IN
YOUR MOUTH, WHORE!" Up until then, I hadn't been able to make out
anything he or my wife said. I didn't have to tell Carol what to do.
Even though she was close to orgasm and probably would have preferred
to continue fucking, she immediately took my cock in her mouth. I
watched through the mirror as my wife's lover raised his ass off the
bed, clamped her pretty head between both hands, and shot his wad down
her throat. "ARRRGHHH, YOU FUCKING BITCH, YOU'RE SUCKING MY BALLS OUT!"
he shouted. Of the thousands of intense orgasms that I have had in my
life, the one I had in Carol's mouth ranks in the top ten. It went on
and on until I felt totally drained.
When I was finished, I pulled Carol on top of me and kissed her hard on
the mouth. The guy in the next room had a limp dick between his legs
and a big smile on his face as he put his clothes on. Even limp, his
cock was bigger than mine is when it's hard. As soon as he left, there
was a soft tap on the door. Laura wasn't surprised when she saw Carol
on top of me. "I've known about you two all along," she said with a wry
grin. "Should I go get another man, darling?"
"I have a better idea. Why don't both of you girls take the afternoon
off and we'll get in bed and have a real good time." The threesome that
followed was the best sex I have ever had. I satisfied two fantasies in
one afternoon: watching my wife fuck another man, and watching her suck
a pussy. It doesn't get any better!
Since then I have watched my wife fuck dozens of men. I sit in my
recliner and watch through the mirror as she puts on shows for me. Her
customers love the mirror, and, just as I did my first time, they watch
themselves in a variety of positions. I masturbate non-stop and
sometimes time my orgasms to theirs.
I can't afford to take time off from work to watch other men screw my
wife, so when I'm not there, a video camera catches all of the action.
Laura always tells me when she has put on an especially good show.
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