Luxury Whore

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How my husband challenged me to act like a slut.
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On our first anniversary, my husband invited me to dine at a fancy restaurant. He said he would pick me up at eight o clock in front of our apartment, but a call from one important client made him to delay more than 20 minutes. While I was waiting in the street specially dressed for the occasion, at least seven cars stopped to invite me to go up. I told them I was waiting for my husband, not all of them believed me. Eventually, an attractive man who drove a deluxe car offered me an important amount of money to go with him. Somewhat flattered told him I was waiting for my husband. Lucky man, he replied and left. When my husband arrived I talked about what had happened including the money offer.

He told me I was exaggerating the amount, I argued that I was worth that and much more. He agreed, but added that he doubted that someone would be willing to pay such an amount of money for the favors of a woman. I felt challenged by his words, so I told him if he wanted to bet I was able to do it. Yes, he said, I dare you to show me that you can get that money. If you do not mind, I accept, was my answer. In the coming days I thought to forget the matter, but my husband brought back the challenge. Finally, I spit him if you do not matter I become a slut, next Saturday I will show you how much I am worth.

That day I told myself that if I wanted to look like a whore I should dress accordingly. Garter belt, black stockings, spike heel shoes, no dress, no panties, no bra, just a fox fur to cover my almost naked body, provocative make up in my face, not to leave doubt of my purpose. The first compliment came from my husband, you look like a deluxe whore, he told me.

About eight o clock I was around the corner of our building. Half an hour elapsed before the first car stopped. When I said how much I charged, left very quickly, the same happened with another three cars, I had started to hesitate, when a fifth car stopped, on board two attractive men on the fifties, their way to speak showed they were well educated, when I said my price, they were not surprised, they just asked if it was for the two to what I replied that for both it will be fifty per cent more, which they found reasonable. I went up and seated in the middle of them. They asked if I had an apartment, my answer was no, so they drove to an elegant motel.

During the trip to the motel, my name was asked, I said my real name, Sylvia. I am not sure they believed it, I also told them that I was 26 years old and was doing for living this since I was 25 years old. Once in the room, after being paid, took off my fur, leaving exposed my almost naked brown-skinned body, a pleasant surprise for both men who didn't skimp praises for my firm breasts and its erect nipples.

Seated over the bed I took off the garter belt and the stockings, to fulfill one of my innermost exhibitionist fantasies, to show my naked body to a pair of complete strangers. .

For a long while both men recreated their sight watching my nakedness. What they saw must have liked them since when they got rid of their clothes , both kept in shape bodies showed their cocks totally erected. Their cocks were normal but thicker than the one of my husband. Being my first time with strangers I was a little bit afraid, but my excitement exceeded my fear. I felt the moisture on the inside of my thighs.

Both laid down on either side of my body and started to suck my nipples, instinctively I opened my legs allowing their hands to seize my pussy and my asshole, I did the same with both cocks. While one of them fingered my clit, the other one inserted a finger in my ass. I started to moan loud and to strike their hard cocks.

My next move was to put myself on all fours and suck the cock of one of them, the other one licked my crack all the way from my clit to my ass, inserting his tongue alternately in my two holes. At this point, what I wanted was something more bulky inside me.

So, I straddled one of them introducing his cock in my pussy, I was so aroused that in seconds, amongst screams and moans of pleasure, I had my first orgasm.

I was just getting my breath back still straddled on the piece of meat which caused my delicious orgasm when I felt a finger making its way in my exposed asshole, after a while the finger was replaced by the delightful mushroom shaped tip of the cock of the other guy.

I stood still while little by little the man inserted the whole length of his penis. As soon as my interior got used to the intruder the initial unpleasantness quickly became an intense pleasure, which first made me moan to finish bellowing like a beast when both men started a coordinated penetration. My hips moving wildly when I reached another orgasm, one more of the many I will have that night, had the effect that both males filled my interior with their copious warm coming.

Both men managed to penetrate me in every conceivable position. From one moment to another I was pending straddled on the shoulders of one of them, who was tonguing my ass, while I was sucking the cock of the other, who at the same time was licking my clit. When I thought that nothing remained to be done, they rapidly convinced me of the contrary by inserting both cock in my pussy. I was so dilated that instead of experience pain I felt unimaginable pleasure.

After giving and receiving pleasure for almost three hours, my "clients" realized that I wasn't a typical prostitute, and so made me known. Being discovered, I told them that it was a dare from my husband who didn't believe I was able to obtain a good payment for the use of my body. They told me that I had earned every cent of what they had paid and more. Saying that they gave me an extra bonus. Without taking a bath, I "dress" myself, in other words, I put on the garter belt, stockings, shoes and fur coat. Courteously they drove me home, not without giving me before their phone number in case I would want to dare again my husband. I promised them I would do it.

My husband was awake waiting me, I opened my purse and threw all the money over the bed. He saw that there was more money than expected, I told him that I also did better than expected. To prove it I took off my coat and showed him my open holes full of coming.

That night the slut inside me came out and I loved it.

Kisses to all my readers

Sylvia

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PulpNonFictionPulpNonFictionabout 1 year ago

Mi mujer encontró esta historia y la disfrutamos muchísimo. ¡A mi mujer se le iluminan los ojos cuando encuentra una historia en la que una esposa se prostituye!

También nos ha gustado tu foto desnuda en tu página de perfil. ¡Eres una mujer sexy!

El inglés no es tu lengua materna y tu historia podría necesitar algunas correcciones. Por favor, considera pedir ayuda a uno de los editores gratuitos aquí en Literotica para que te ayude con las correcciones en inglés. Tienes talento, sólo necesitas pulirlo un poco.

Una vez, cuando mi mujer y yo teníamos sólo 20 años, estábamos de vacaciones en Europa. Al subir al tren, hubo una confusión con los billetes y la configuración económica estaba llena. Así que nos subieron gratis a primera clase. Inmediatamente me quedé dormido en mi asiento y mi mujer fue al vagón de comidas y bebidas a tomar algo.

Se sentó en la barra y, durante media hora, varios hombres adinerados le hicieron proposiciones. Finalmente, la camarera le dijo: "Aquí sólo se sientan a beber los acompañantes de clase alta. Esos hombres te confunden con una chica trabajadora".

Después me lo contó y follamos como conejos las noches siguientes. Nuestra "conversación de almohada" versaba sobre la posibilidad de que se convirtiera en una puta, y fue muy excitante.

Antes de subir a nuestro último tren en Europa, insistí en que se comprara un vestido muy bonito en una boutique y se lo pusiera en el tren.

Una vez en el tren, le dije: "Anda, sube al vagón de comida y bebida de primera clase. Vestida así los funcionarios del tren no intentarán detenerte, aunque sepan que vienes de los vagones económicos".

Esa fue la primera noche que se folló a otro hombre por dinero. Sin embargo, ¡no fue la última!

Sylvia, nos ha gustado tu relato, sobre todo el final donde le enseñas a tu marido como chorreaba de tu conchita el semen de otros hombres. ¡Besos!

Buen relato.

furlovingchloefurlovingchloealmost 3 years ago

I love girls in furs x

26thNC26thNCover 4 years ago
Just

Just a common street whore.

Tw0Cr0wsTw0Cr0wsover 9 years ago
odd

Reads as if written in another language then ran through Google translate or the like.

AnonymousAnonymousover 9 years ago
an illiterate Yoda she sounds like....

She sounds like a demented Mrs. Yoda

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