Message-ID: <15927eli$9810040532@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: The Warthog Subject: Warthog: Slut House Wife -- Jessie Pays Her Debts - shw13.txt(1/1) 0Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6v66ad$5gq@enews1.newsguy.com> SHW13.TXT Jessie Pays Her Debts Slut Housewife Series by The Warthog (warthog@boxtwo.com) --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Standard Disclaimer--These stories are intended for the entertainment of adults only! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- I can't remember when or where I signed up for the drawing but that's not really important. The point is that I won the tickets. Two seats to see our favorite hockey team the Toronto Maple Leafs play the Detroit Red Wings. Now, where I live that's a pretty hot ticket. The seats were great as well, fifth row up from the boards. The only thing different was that the teams were playing in Detroit not Toronto where we usually see the Leafs. That meant a short trip to our neighbor to the south, the USA. Jessie and I also received one night accommodation at a very nice hotel in Detroit, dinner for two at the hotel restaurant and a bottle of champagne in the room. It was a nice little package and both Jessie and I were looking forward to the trip. The game was on a Saturday. We had made arrangements for the care of our two young daughters and after we dropped them off we headed for Detroit. We arrived in the early afternoon and settled into our room. We ordered the champagne and then toasted each other and our good fortune. We enjoyed a couple of glasses and put the rest on ice for later in the evening after the game. At that time I expected that we would be playing our own game of one on one. I asked Jessie to wear something nice and special for the evening. I wanted her to put on something that would draw a little attention. I love it when I can show Jessie off but she is a conservative dresser and I don't get the chance very often. Now that we were away from home I managed to convince her to wear something sexy. After the champagne Jessie disappeared into the bathroom to get ready. I was a bit surprised at the time she was spending so I hurried her along. One hour after she had entered she came out and it was obvious that every minute spent was well worth it. Let me describe my lovely wife and her attire for the evening. Jessie stands five foot seven inches tall and measures 36C-30-35. She has strawberry blond hair cut short and beautiful green eyes. Her complexion is fair with freckles on her face and shoulders. This evening she was wearing a sleeveless denim shirt that hugged her upper body nicely. The shirt was tucked into a suede miniskirt that showed about seven inches of thigh above her knee. On her feet were a pair of sexy black strap high heel sandals. I crossed the room with a big grin on my face and took my sexy wife into my arms. She put her arms around my neck and I caught her wonderful scent. Jessie noticed this and said, "It's the scented bath oil. Do you like it?" "Yes, very much," I answered. Jessie had done her make up just right. It highlighted her beautiful eyes and gave her a sexy glow. I also noticed that she was wearing a pair of sexy loop earrings and had her fingernails painted. "Wow, you really look sexy," I said taking in her beauty. "Anything to make my husband happy," she said with a sexy smile. I kissed her lightly tasting her lipstick. I kissed her again this time allowing my tongue to enter her mouth. Jessie returned the kiss, which became very passionate. When we finally broke the kiss Jessie said jokingly, "Are you sure we want to go to the game?" I smiled and gave her a devilish look. "I'm tempted to throw you on that bed and never let you up till morning." Jessie let her fingers trail up the side of my face, looked into my eyes and with a grin said, "Bill, lets go to dinner and the game and then we can come back here and you can confine me to the bed." "OK," I said reluctantly. After a pause I added, "To bad because you look so damn good and I want to make love to you so bad." It was my wife's turn to give me the devilish grin. "You'll get yours," she said. We kissed again. We knew it would have to last us for a while. Finally we separated. Before Jessie could get away I unbuttoned another button on her top. It was enough to expose the edges of the red bra that I had bought her. It also offered a better view of her sexy cleavage. Jessie rolled her eyes but left her top as it was. I was pleased. My thoughts drifted to what I expected her to be wearing under her skirt. The bra came with a matching pair of bikini briefs. I was tempted to grab my wife's skirt to check but I was certain that she would be wearing the matching briefs. I left their discovery for later. We left the room and found the restaurant where we had a great meal. It was also a good deal of fun watching all the men watching Jessie. She noticed too and it caused her cheeks to stay red as she blushed every time she caught one of her admirers checking her out. We finished dinner just minutes before the hockey game was starting. We had the hotel doorman get us a cab and ten minutes later we were walking into Joe Lewis arena. We quickly found our seats as the starting players were being introduced. Jessie said she had to go to the ladies and wanted to do so before the game started. As she headed up she met two men who gave her the once over as she passed. They were still making comments about what a hot babe Jessie was when they sat down behind me. The two fellows were a little younger than Jessie and I. I'd say they were probably in their early thirties. I suppose women would consider them good looking and they were dressed nicely. As Jessie returned, their comments picked up where they left off until Jessie sat down in front of them. I was a little tickled at their abrupt halt. They knew that I had heard them and I supposed they were a little embarrassed. This was clear when one of the fellows leaned over to me and said, "Sorry for what I said about your lady, friend. She is very beautiful you know." I said with a grin, "Hey, no problem and yes I know she is." The fellow leaned back up and a moment later Jessie leaned in and asked what the fellow wanted. I told her that he said she was beautiful. She looked at me with a puzzled look then blushed again. She said, "No he didn't." I nodded my head. Jessie looked back at the fellow. She smiled shyly and said, "Thank you." The fellow leaned in a said, "I should be thanking you, pretty lady. My name is John. I'm here with my pal Tony." John gestured to his friend. "Glad to know you," I said as I turned and shook his hand and then reached for Tony's. Jessie offered her hand over her shoulder and each fellow reached down to shake it. "My name is Bill and this is my wife Jessie," I added. "You two here to see the Wings win another," asked Tony? "No, actually we're from north of the border and are here to see the Leafs win," I returned. "That's too bad," said John with a grin. "The Wings are going to kill 'em." "We'll see," I said with a grin. After the first period the game was tied at one. I told Jessie I was going for a beer. I ask her if she wanted something and she said she'd have one too. She's not usually a beer drinker but I guessed that she was thirsty. When I returned Jessie was talking to John and Tony. "Getting acquainted," I asked? "Yes, I was just telling him about the tickets you won," said Jessie. I was a bit surprised that Jessie and John were getting on so well. She's typically shy with people she doesn't know. Evidently she had gotten passed her shyness. She does open up when she feels comfortable with someone. "John must really be smooth," I thought. I gave Jessie her beer and she took a healthy drink. By the end of the second period the Leaf's were ahead four to one and I was ready for another beer. As I got up Jessie told me to get her one as well. Again, when I returned, John and Jessie were deep in conversation. This time they seemed to be in a lively discussion about the outcome of the game. "The Wings will pull it out you'll see," said John confidently. "I don't think so," returned Jessie. "They're behind by three." "Tell you what, began John. "I'll make you a deal. If the Leafs win I'll buy you and Bill here a drink at the club. If the Wings win then I'll still buy you that drink but I'll expect a dance from you as well." "It's a deal," said Jessie as she offered her hand to John. They shook hands. I asked, "What club are you talking about?" "John's uncle owns a club in town," answered my wife. "I guess we're headed there after the game then," I assumed? "Just for a minute," said Jessie realizing that I wanted to take her back to the room as soon as possible. As it turned out the Wings pulled even in the third period and won the game in overtime. Not a good outcome for a Leafs fan. Jessie didn't seem to mind much. I think she was looking forward to having a drink at this club of John's. "OK dear lady are you going to pay up," asked John. Jessie smiled and said, "I always pay my debts." John turned to me and said, "We have a car waiting outside," He motioned for me to follow as he showed Jessie to the exit. Tony followed close by. Sure enough, a large limousine was waiting at the curb for us. The driver, a large black man named Steve, opened the door for Jessie and she got in. John followed and sat next to her. I got in and sat across from Jessie and Tony piled in next to me. As we drove to the club, a quite impressed Jessie said, "You must be quite well to do John driving around in this limousine." John smiled, looked at the floor and said, "No not really. This car belongs to the club. We use it for special guests. Tonight it was available so here we are." "Its very nice," Jessie said. "Not nearly as nice as you, Jessie," said John looking at my blushing wife. "Sorry, Bill, I can't resist. I hope you don't mind me paying so much attention to your wife." I said, "No problem John, I quite agree with you and I suspect that Jessie loves the attention." At that moment we arrived at the club. It appeared to be quite a place. When we walked in the door I got the first shock of the night. The place was a very classy strip club. I noticed three stages in the main room with naked women perched on them dancing. Each of them swayed to the sexy music filling the room from an unseen DJ booth. I looked at Jessie and could tell she was shocked as well. She giggled nervously as she said to John, "I hope this wasn't what you meant by dancing." John chuckled and said, "No Jessie, I wouldn't be so dishonest as that." John gestured for us to follow him. We walked from the main room into a quieter room filled with over stuff sofas and chairs. Beautiful women wearing nothing were entertaining several men. Some were dancing in front of them and some were grinding their bottoms into the men's laps. I caught Jessie looking wide eyed at the spectacle. Finally, John opened a door marked 'Private' and we all filed in. This room was not as big as the other rooms but had a bar, several sofas and chairs and a very nice pool table in the center of the room. "Steve, please make our guests a drink," said John. He gestured for us to have a seat. I looked around not noticing that the driver had followed us in. Sure enough there he was standing behind the bar polishing a couple of glasses. "What would you folks like," he asked? Jessie ordered her usual rum and coke and I asked for a rye and ginger ale. A few moments later Steve handed all four of us a drink. He obviously knew what John and Tony wanted. We talked a bit about the game for a few minutes before John got up and moved over to a cabinet in the wall. He opened it displaying a serious rack of stereo gear and started some music. It was a light jazz selection, something easy to dance to. He walked to Jessie, extended his hand and said, "Time to pay up my dear." Jessie smiled and stood up. I watched with some amusement as another man took my wife into his arms and began to dance. John kept a respectful distance and Jessie seemed to be enjoying herself. Convinced that Jessie was being properly entertained I turned to Tony and we continued our conversation about the game. During a pause in our conversation I noticed that Jessie and John had stopped dancing and were at the bar getting a drink refill. Soon they were dancing again to a new song, this one slower that the first. Tony asked me a question and I turned to answer. When my attention returned to Jessie and John I noticed that they were dancing quite close. My wife seemed to be enjoying herself, however. Tony and I continued to talk about sports and other things. Occasionally I would glance up to see what my wife was up to. After dancing a while John and Jessie moved to the pool table and began to set up the table for a game. They seemed to be having a great time laughing and giggling at their task. I began to get a little curious as to what they were doing so I suggested to Tony that we join Jessie and John at the pool table. As we approached John said, "Jessie tells me that you play a little pool." I nodded and said, "A little." "Great, let's play," said John. He added, "To make it interesting lets play for ten bucks." "OK, I said. I glance at Jessie and could tell that she was getting tipsy. As John and I began to play eight ball, Tony took the opportunity to ask Jessie to dance. She gladly accepted and they began to dance. John missed a few tough shots allowing me to clear the solids and finally the eight. We started another game and this time John suggested we play for one hundred dollars. I was reluctant but the booze and challenge took over my mouth before my brain could. The result was the same, however, and I began to suspect that John wasn't a very good pool player. Jessie and Tony rejoined us at the table. Jessie had another rum and coke in her hand and seemed to be having a ball. John filled Jessie in on how I had just beat him twice at pool. He chided her for not telling him how good a player I was. Jessie giggled and said, "He is pretty good isn't he." I got the feeling that she was talking about something else besides skill at pool. I could tell Jessie was in a frisky mood and quite tipsy. I couldn't wait to get her back to the hotel room. John spoke up saying, "Let's play another round. This time the winner gets a dance from the lovely Jessie or one thousand dollars from the looser." I chuckled at John and said, "We'll I know that Jessie is a great dancer but I wouldn't say that she's comparable to one thousand dollars." "Ah," said John. "I'm not talking about the kind of dancing we've been doing in here. I'm talking about the lap dancing going on in the next room." Jessie perked up and said, "You mean I'll have to do what those women out there are doing to those men?" "That's right," confirmed John. "No way," said Jessie. "You've got a deal," I said confidently. By then I wasn't thinking too straight. My drink always seemed to be full regardless of how much I drank. I think Steve did a great job of keeping it that way without me noticing. Despite her tipsy condition Jessie looked at me and said, "What are you doing?" I pulled her aside and whispered, "He's talking one thousand dollars and I know I can take him." "You better know what you're doing," said my wife with a concerned expression. I didn't and I lost. I never got on the table. John broke and ran the table. I had been set up. Despite the alcohol fog I was in, the clarity of the hustle clicked into place in my mind. I didn't have one thousand dollars. I didn't even have one thousand Canadian. I didn't see any way out of Jessie having to give the guy a lap dance and she wasn't happy about it. She was almost drunk but not enough to allow her to do a lap dance. I think her anger was beginning to sober her up. "Time to pay up," said John. Jessie moved to my side. I suppose it was for protection but I'm not sure what I could do for her in the state I was in. "It appears that the lovely Jessie is not eager to give me a lap dance," said John. "I hope you have the thousand then." I dropped my head. "I see," said John. "Well Jessie baby, I believe you're words were, 'I always pay my debts'." John approached Jessie as she said, "What do I have to do?" John grinned evilly and said, "You saw the women outside. You get naked and then sit in my lap and grind your pussy into my cock. You needn't worry. I'll leave my clothes on." John sat down in a chair and called for Jessie to get naked. Jessie turned and looked at him with piercing angry eyes. Then she looked at me with the same look. I wondered if she would ever forgive me. John said, "Let's go. Pay up." Slowly Jessie began to unbutton her top. She looked at me with hurt and angry eyes. I knew that she was humiliated. I felt extremely bad. "Stop," I said. I turned to John and said, "I'll get you the thousand. Don't put my wife through this." John said, "I'm sorry Bill but you made a bet. If you don't have the money then Jessie has to dance. It's as simple as that. Hey, we're only talking about a five minute lap dance and then I'll have Steve drive you to your hotel." I was about to give in when someone entered the room, "Hey Johnny, what's going on in my private lounge?" The man was older, perhaps late forties or early fifties. He held a resemblance to John and wasn't bad looking. He walked and acted confidently like a man used to getting what he wanted. John got up and said, "Hey uncle Vinny, just some friends having some fun." John's uncle looked at Jessie and I and could tell we weren't having fun. He said, "Your friends don't look like they're having fun. What's the matter, you not treating them right?" "No, no uncle Vinny everything is fine," he said. I could tell that John didn't really want his uncle to know what was going on. I figured that maybe this was our way out. I said, "John and I made this ridiculous bet and. . ." "That's enough," interrupted John. "Let the man talk," said uncle Vinny. I continued, laying the whole thing out to uncle Vinny. Vinny paused for a moment and then said to John, "You put a thousand dollars up against a lap dance from this bitch." I was hoping from help from this man, but I could now see why John wanted me to shut up. The man was scary. John started to say something but Vinny cut him off, "You know that for a thousand our girls spend two hours doing what the client wants. Not just a twenty-dollar lap dance. What's wrong with you man." "I thought she was worth it," said John. "Hey, she's a beautiful lady but if the bet is a thousand and he can't pay then we should get our money's worth out of her," said Vinny. John's uncle walked over to Jessie, smiled and put a finger under her chin. Jessie jerked away. "She's got some fight in her I see," said Vinny. Vinny snapped his fingers and two men came through the door. Vinny whispered something into one man's ear. The man pulled out a large handgun and walked to my side and put the gun to my head. I swallowed hard and Jessie gasped. Vinny began, "Here's the deal baby. Your husband made a wager with my nephew for one thousand dollars worth of services. As owner of this establishment I take a cut of all action. That means that your two hours of service starts with giving me a lap dance and then spreading those lovely legs of yours so I can fuck you. If you don't cooperate your husband is a dead man. Do you understand?" Jessie nodded nervously. She croaked, "I'll do what you say but please ask the man to put the gun down." Vinny nodded and the man put the gun back in its holster. He said, "Baby, you better be good and your man better not make a move or we'll be dumping both of your bodies into the lake." As Jessie began her lap dance I looked up at the man standing at the ready. He seemed concerned only with me. Everyone else was watching Jessie. I caught John's eyes and his expression told me I should have kept my mouth shut. He was right. Jessie and I would have been gone by now. Music was still playing in the lounge and Jessie seemed to be doing her best to dance like one of the women next door. Slowly she unbuttoned her top. She looked nervous and apprehensive but determined to survive. When your life is threatened you do what you have to do. Jessie's hips swayed slowly as she let the tails of her shirt fall open revealing her sexy red bra. Vinny was stroking the bulge in his pants while looking up at Jessie. I could tell that he was appreciative of Jessie's charms even if her dancing ability was not professional. Jessie shrugged her top off her shoulders and began to unbutton her skirt. She turned away from Vinny as she slowly bent at the waist and pushed the skirt down her legs to the floor. Jessie was now giving Vinny and everyone around him a great view of her ass. Vinny motioned for Jessie to sit in his lap and she slowly moved toward the man. She seemed less nervous than before. Jessie turned as Vinny took her by the waist and guided her ass onto his lap. The bulge he sported was now wedged between my sexy wife's ass cheeks. Jessie began to move around on Vinny's lap with help from his hands on her waist. She looked over her shoulder at Vinny's face without an expression. I couldn't tell if she was trying hard not to show her revulsion or her excitement. Vinny moved his hands up to surround Jessie's tits. As he massaged her tits she continued to grind her ass into his lap. The first sign that this activity was getting to Jessie was when Vinny's fingers began to pinch Jessie's nipples through her bra. Slowly Jessie leaned back against Vinny's chest and she sighed. She continued to grind into Vinny's cock as he tweaked her nipples. Soon Jessie was softly moaning. Vinny nuzzled Jessie's neck and began to kiss her shoulder. Jessie turned her head toward Vinny and they kissed. Jessie's breathing began to get heavier. The lap dance was turning her on as much as it was Vinny. Vinny broke the kiss and asked Jessie to take his cock out. She straitened up and then got off Vinny's lap. She turned and went to work on his zipper. After a little tugging she got Vinny's eight-inch cock out. It was standing at attention after the grinding that Jessie gave it. Vinny once again pulled Jessie into his lap. As she settled into his lap Vinny's cock sprang out between Jessie's legs. She shuddered as it rubbed up against the thin material of her panties. Vinny grabbed Jessie's hands and placed them on his cock in a stroking motion. When she had the correct rhythm he moved his hands back to her tits and pulled the cups down after unclasping her bra. Now he had full access to Jessie's beautiful breasts. Vinny soon had Jessie moaning again as his cock rubbed her clit through her panties and his fingers pulled on her nipples. Jessie's breathing increased again and she began to wet her lips with her tongue. Vinny demanded, "Put it in." With just a hint of hesitation, Jessie pulled the covering of her panties to the side exposing her pussy to all and raised up until the head of Vinny's cock was at her opening. Jessie looked at me with sorrow in her eyes as she pushed the head into her vagina and sunk back down into Vinny's lap. Now impaled on his cock she was officially fucking another man and that was all it took to produce her first orgasm. "Beautiful bitch," said Vinny as Jessie's cum lubricated his cock. Vinny took his hands away from Jessie's tits long enough to grab her waist and establish an up and down motion. Once Jessie knew the rhythm he again returned to her tits. Jessie fucked him good and hard for well over ten minutes. After that Vinny pushed her off and moved her to the pool table where he had her bend over with her forearms on the table and her feet still on the floor. He now had easy access to her pussy from the rear. Vinny penetrated Jessie's pussy for a second time with his fat cock. He used her dangling tits as handles as he began a furious pounding of pussy from behind. I could tell that this was a much rougher fuck than my modest wife was used to by her very loud moans. I looked around at the other men in the room and saw that they realized that she was experiencing something new as well. She never said anything intelligible but it was clear that she was being sexual stimulated to the point where she had little control of her body. Vinny moved his hands to Jessie's waist to keep her from sinking to the floor. Vinny's pounding went on for five minutes and Jessie's moans got louder and louder. The slapping of their bodies was so loud that another member of the club staff came through the door to see what was going on. He stopped short and watched when it became clear to him what was happening. Suddenly Jessie's moans stopped and yet her mouth was still wide open. Her muscles began to vibrate through the hardest orgasm I had ever seen her have. Vinny continued to pound her through the orgasm. His hands tightened on her waist when she appeared to lose her legs. After a while she regained her strength but her moans returned. Jessie turned and looking at Vinny moaned, "That was fucking incredible. You really know what to do to a woman." Vinny responded slightly winded, "No reason the bitch can't enjoy herself when I get my rocks off." He added, "Which happens to be very close. Get ready to take my load bitch." Jessie said quickly, "In my mouth, Vinny." I was very surprised by this until it dawned on me that Jessie was not on birth control. After our second child was born, I had a vasectomy. There was no need, therefore for Jessie to take birth control precautions. We never expected to be in the situation we were in. Now my wife had the presence of mind to avoid getting pregnant even after having the orgasm of her life. I wondered if Vinny or any of the other men would cooperate. In Vinny's case the answer was yes. In response to Jessie's request he said, "On your knees bitch." Vinny pulled out and Jessie wheeled around and dropped to her knees. She quickly pulled Vinny's fat cock into her mouth as he exploded. Her mouth was stretched very wide as she took his big load. Some of the cum escaped between his cock and Jessie's lips and dribbled down her chin and onto her tits. She swallowed most of it, however. Jessie did the job like her life depended on it and it likely did. Vinny seemed satisfied with the fuck Jessie gave him. She looked up at him with an amused expression on her face. It seemed to me that she enjoyed the fuck Vinny gave her. After the intense orgasm she had I wasn't surprised. "Good job bitch," said Vinny. He looked over at John and added, "You may be right. She may be worth a thousand dollars." I wondered if he meant that Jessie had paid the debt. My hopes were dashed when both John and Tony approached my panting wife, grabbed her and placed her on the pool table. They both stripped off their clothes and joined her on the table. Vinny made himself presentable and before he left the room he said, "Boys, I think you still have most of the two hours left to enjoy the bitch." John and Tony barely acknowledged Vinny as they went to work on Jessie. John stripped of her panties and Tony removed her dangle bra. John commented, "Look at the sun tattoo on Jessie's ass. After watching her with uncle Vinny I can see why. She's quite a hot lady." Tony nodded and added, "And she has a moon on her shoulder. I wondered what that means." "At this point I don't care as long as she's a good fuck," suggested John. Tony said, "She must be, judging from the way your uncle acted." John and Tony put Jessie on her hands and knees. John took her pussy and Tony took her mouth. Jessie now had two cocks penetrating her body and yet she was acting like it happened every day. A guessed she was resigned to the inevitable. Both men had the looks of contentment on their faces as my sexy wife serviced them. They worked her slowly at first but after several minutes the pace seemed almost as hard and quick as it had been with Vinny. Jessie's moans were there but they were muffled through her sucking. She was getting slammed from each end. Her body took the shock sending her into yet another intense orgasm. >From where I was sitting I couldn't see everything but John helped me out with a few winded statements. He told Steve to order a new surface for the pool table because it seemed that Jessie's dripping cunt had stained the felt. He also commented over and over that he couldn't get over how tight Jessie's cunt is. It also surprised me when he mentioned her excellent cunt muscles that were working his cock. I couldn't recall every noticing Jessie's cunt muscles. Perhaps it was the non-stop stimulation that she was receiving that caused her muscles to throb. At least that was how I rationalized it. After ten minutes Tony and John switched. At that moment I noticed that these two were similarly equipped compared to John's uncle. It was clear that Jessie was taking two large cocks and she seemed to love it. I saw disappointment on her face when they pulled out of her and joy returned when they reentered her. Tony stroked her pussy a few times with his cock to get it lubricated then spit at the crack of her ass. I wondered what he was doing. It became clear when he inserted a finger into Jessie's ass as he fucked her cunt. Jessie's eyes had been closed while she sucked on John but they opened wide when she felt this new penetration. I suspected that she knew what was about to happen but she continued sucking John and backing into Tony with the rhythm they had established. Soon Tony added a second finger to Jessie's backdoor. After a minute of massaging her ass he pulled out his fingers and slowly replaced them with his cock. I looked at Jessie and her eyes were wide with concern. Jessie and I had attempted anal before but not with much success. I found myself hoping that Jessie could relax and go with it. I certainly didn't want her to be hurt but she had little choice at the moment. I soon found that my concerns were unwarranted. She seemed to adjust to the new penetration. After Tony had reestablished his fucking strokes into Jessie's asshole her eyes closed once again as she concentrated on the stimulation she was getting in her ass and her sucking task. A few moments later her hand moved to her clit and she began to rub it with a circular motion. Shortly after that she exploded. I had thought that her early orgasms were intense. She actually fainted with this latest one. Tony and John steadied Jessie and allowed her to collapse to the table. At first they seemed concerned but saw that she was still breathing heavily. When they realized that she had fainted they smiled at each other and slapped hands. "We put her out," said Tony with satisfaction. I was scared to death not knowing what had happed. After what seemed like an awful long time Jessie awakened and said, "Wow, I can't believe how good that felt." She crawled back onto her knees and said, "Give it to me again." Tony and John penetrated Jessie once again and rode her hard for five minutes. All three came at the same time. Jessie's cunt drooled out yet another slippery discharge as Tony filled her ass to overflowing and John did the same to her mouth. The boys dismounted Jessie and allowed her to rest on the pool table top. Jessie managed to scoop up a bit of cum that had escaped her mouth and put it on her tongue. As she did this she caught my eye and quickly averted her eyes. She seemed embarrassed by her display. It had actually made my already hard cock throb. Yes, watching my wife getting the drilling of her life was turning me on. I found myself looking forward to her next fuck and judging from Steve's movements he was next. I had watched my wife fuck three men and it was now clear that she enjoyed what was happening to her. I can't say that the alcohol was responsible because I don't think she would have done anything they wanted even if she were drunk. The only way I could explain her enthusiasm was that she had no control of the situation. The potential guilt Jessie might have felt was offset by the instinct for survival. In a way she had been given license to have sex and even to enjoy it. Steve removed his clothes and then with ease picked my resting wife up off the pool table. He moved over to a sofa close to me and laid her down. I could now see cum dripping out of her ass and running down her thighs. Normally this sort of thing would bother her. She is usually very tidy. She appeared to be in a sexual haze left over from her session with John and Tony. Jessie's skin was flushed with her physical activity and her pussy and asshole were swollen with blood. Her mouth also appeared a bit puffy and her lipstick was smeared around her mouth. Despite Jessie's haze the sight of Steve's very large black cock caused her eyes to widen. He moved up to her head and leaned his very large muscular body over the sofa dangling his semi-hard cock over Jessie's face. She didn't hesitate to pull the fat tube into her mouth. She sucked and licked Steve's cock into a throbbing eleven-inch slab of black beef. Once hard, Steve began to tease Jessie by pulling the monster tool from her mouth and slapping her face with it. She kept bobbing her head in an effort to recapture the black cock. Sometimes Steve would let her have it to her great joy. Other times she had a pouting look as he pulled his black snake from her reach. "Don't tease me," Jessie would plead. Steve chuckled and said, "What do you want, whore?" Jessie groaned when he called her 'whore'. Her hands went to her pussy and she stuffed several fingers into her swollen opening. "Tell me whore," said Steve once more. Jessie moaned and shivered as her hands dug into her sex. Finally she whimpered, "I want your cock in me." "Where do you want my cock, whore," he asked amused at my over heated wife. "My pussy," she whined. "You want my black cock in your little white cunt," asked Steve. "Oh YES," groaned Jessie loudly. "What a white whore," observed Steve. "A thousand dollar white whore." Jessie arched her back and moaned loudly. I couldn't believe how she was reacting to being called a 'whore'. Steve must have touched some deeply buried fantasy in Jessie. It appeared that she was now living her fantasy. Steve moved around and crawled on top of my wife. He covered her completely but supported his weight with his massive arms. The only part of him that touched Jessie was the head of his cock. It was now aligned with my wife's pussy. Jessie looked down between her legs with eager anticipation. I guess Steve was right. Jessie was deep down a 'whore'. It took my incredible stupid bet to let the fact come to the surface. The fact that Jessie was not responsible and had no choice in what happened allowed her true nature to surface. Steve eased his cock into Jessie slowly allowing her time to stretch to his fat cock. She moaned and shook with each inch of penetration. It took a full five minutes before Steve hit bottom. Jessie had already flooded his cock with an orgasm and was building to a second. At least she was now on her back so her body didn't have to worry about supporting her. She wasn't going anywhere anyway. Steve's cock had her pinned to the sofa like an insect pinned in a scrapbook. Steve slowly eased out and then back in. It took another five minutes for him to establish a blinding pace as he pistoned his huge cock in and out of Jessie. She now seemed to be in one continuous orgasm. Steve's cock went from a dull flat black to a shining shaft covered with Jessie's ejaculate to a frothy foamy encrusted tube that buried itself twice a second into my wife. I began to be concerned that she might be damaged but she continued to have that blissful look on her face. After ten minutes Steve slowed down and Jessie was able to come down off her high. She smiled up at him and pulled him into a passionate wet kiss. Finally, Steve broke the kiss and Jessie said, "Wow, you sure know how to make a woman feel like a woman." This statement tore at my heart. "Woman you got to be a whore to say such a thing about another man in front of your husband," said Steve. "Just fuck me you big black stud," said my unashamed wife. "I'm about ready to come, whore," said Steve. "Where do you want it?" Jessie gave Steve a sultry look and said, "I'm the whore and you are the customer. Put your sperm where ever you want." I was shocked now more than I had been before. Jessie didn't seem to care where Steve came. What if he chose to cum in her pussy? I was surprised to find that the idea appealed to me. I can't image why, however. My thoughts were interrupted when Steve said, "I think I'll dump deep in you womb, whore." "Sounds perfect to me," said my eager wife. As if on cue Steve took one additional big stroke into Jessie and then pushed forward so that Jessie's cunt tilted up to take his load. Steve let out a loud growl and then began to pump my wife full of his sperm. His groin pushed down on Jessie's pubic bone with each squirt. The insemination took over two minutes. Jessie spent most of that time deep in her own orgasm. The tight bond between the two trapped any juices inside. It wasn't until Steve rocked Jessie back flat and began to pull free that all hell broke loose. Steve pulled parts of his own fluids and parts of Jessie's fluids out of her womb as his cock pulled out. The syrupy mess pulsed consistently from my wife's opening for the next minute. Even so it represented only a portion of what was left behind. My only hope was that my wife was not in the fertile part of her cycle. "Man, what a hot whore," said Steve as he got off the sofa. He didn't look at Jessie again. He found his clothes, got dressed and resumed his place behind the bar. By now several of the staff had gathered in the room as the crowds outside diminished. Tony and John were now rested and wanted another round with Jessie. First they showed her to the bathroom to clean up. She returned shortly looking rested and refreshed. "Who's next," she said getting into her role as 'whore'. Tony lay down on the sofa and had Jessie straddle his cock and impaled herself. He complained to Steve that he had stretched the 'whore' out. He demanded that Jessie clamp down on him and he seemed to be satisfied with her effort. John positioned himself behind Jessie and eased his cock into her asshole. They fucked her like that for a few minutes causing new double fucked sensations in Jessie. She seemed to really like the double penetration. It was about five minutes into their new session that John told me to get out of my chair and pull my cock out. He then directed me to put my cock in my wife's mouth. As I moved my cock toward Jessie's mouth she turned her head refusing my cock. My wife looked up at me with disgust and said, "I'm not your whore." I couldn't believe it. John said, "That's OK whore, Bill is my guest and I want you to suck him to completion." Jessie's attitude changed and she eagerly pulled my cock into her mouth. She proceeded to give me the best, uninhibited blow job in all our years of marriage. Maybe it was the moans that the other two men caused her to make. Perhaps she was just coping with the situation by playing the roll of whore. I don't know but I blew my load after a few short minutes and she took ever drop. Soon after John pulled out of Jessie's ass and then fed her his soiled cock. She took his load and left him clean. A minute later she did the same for Tony. I was literally drained and completely confused about what was going on. I was put back in my chair where I watched Jessie take on several members of the staff on the sofa and on the pool table. She definitely gave them their moneys worth. When told that she had fulfilled her two-hour obligation she volunteered to take on all the staff that hadn't had a chance with her. When she was finally done she had fucked sixteen men and taken numerous loads in all her holes. She was one soggy mess when the last man called it quits. Jessie cleaned up in the bathroom and dressed. Steve took us back to our hotel as promised. Jessie asked him to fuck her once more. He took her right next to me in the back of the limo. She begged him to cum in her pussy. I knew then that she was at her fertile time. We retired to our room. Jessie wouldn't let me touch her. We drifted asleep apart. The next morning I was awakened by a pleasant stimulation. I opened my eyes and found my wife looking into my eyes as she gave me a wild blow job. Before I came she stopped. She rose up and moved on her knees up until her crotch was above my hard cock, Jessie popped the snaps on her teddy and then lowered her pussy over my cock. She fucked me like a mad women and in a much too short five minutes I blew my load into her as she climbed the walls of orgasm. She collapsed on top of me and said, "I love you." I kissed her and held her tight. After a moment I said, "I thought I'd lost you last night." "You did," she said. "But, only for last night. I was a whore and I did my job. We're alive and I know now how much I love you despite the fact that you sold me last night." "Are you pregnant," I asked? "Probably," she replied. "Why," I asked? Jessie began with confidence, "I was a whore and I did what the customer wanted. I was glad he chose to cum in my pussy." "Do you want to be pregnant now," I asked? "I'll carry the baby if I am," she said. "Do you want to be a whore again?" "No!" "Are you angry with me," I asked. "No, I love you." "I love you, too." --------------------------------------------------------------------------- (C) 1998 The Warthog --------------------------------------------------------------------------- The account you have just read contains acts that may not be appropriate for everyone. In fact, some may be dangerous. The author does not advocate the practice of these acts and in our times recommends that care be taken when any sex act is performed. 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