My Boss' Slut Ch. 05

Oh, Bobby, I love how hard you are. Want to come in my hand?"

"Your mouth."

"I'll try," she said.

She lowered her mouth around my cock. I felt her tongue swishing around. The brad felt great on my cock. I could feel every bump on it. She stopped.

"Bobby, my tongue's still sore. Let me use my hand."

"No. Just play with him while you finish your story."

"Okay. About six, Mr. Williams awakened me. He led me into the shower and turned on the water. I didn't want to get my hair wet, but he had other ideas. And, you know, a good slut always does what her man wants her to do. Not that I had any choice. He shoved my head under the shower and turned off the hot water. God, it was cold! I was shivering, with goose bumps all over me. It was strange. Every place his body touched me, he was so warm compared to the cold water, it felt like I was burning from his touch.

He turned the water to a normal temperature. He lifted me up so my legs were around his waist. I just eased down, letting that big cock of his slide up me. Bobby, it's too bad you are not a woman. You're missing out on the greatest feeling in the world, having a big cock shoved up your cunt. He fucked me there like that. The water was flowing all over us. He was banging my back against the wall. Fucking me. I started to cum, Bobby. It wasn't a mind-blowing orgasm, more like floating and getting electrical shocks which made me twitch and spasm on his cock.

He leaned into me, trapping me against the wall with his cock still in me, and turned off the water. He eased out and pushed me to my knees. He stuck his cock in my mouth. I sucked him real good. Soon, he came in my mouth, the hot cum spurting against the roof. I swished it around before I swallowed. He softened there as I continued to suck him.

Do you want to cum?"

"No. But I want you to play with him a little more."

"You know, Bobby, you're learning to hold back better. I'm going to like that. Let me try sucking him again."

Becky wrapped her lips around my cock again. It felt so good. So good. I decided to cum in her mouth. I held her head with both hands as I pumped my cock in her mouth and let myself go. I heard her slurping and swallowing as her head bobbed on my firing cock.

"That was nice, Bobby. I like swallowing your cum for a change. Sluts love cum, you know. Let me tell you more of my weekend.

After our shower, I asked Mr. Williams what I should wear.

'Just this,' he replied.

He took a heavy steel chain from the drawer. He wrapped it twice around my neck, pulled it snug and locked it in place with a heavy padlock. The weight felt strange and about a foot of chain hung loose down my front so it dangled against my breasts.

'That's so we'll know you are a slut and will do as you are told,' he said.

'Do I wear anything else?' I asked.

'No,' Mr. Williams said. 'Tonight, some of my club members are coming over to play poker. You will service us, all of us. You'll do anything anyone wants. I also expect you to keep the snacks and the drinks coming. Sluts like cum, Becky. From now on, you'll eat all the cum you can get. If someone cums in your pussy or ass, you'll use your fingers to trap that cum and suck it down. Do you understand?'

'Yes, Mr. Williams,' I answered.

'Address all the men by their last names. I expect you to be a perfect slut with my friends, Becky.'

'Yes, sir. You can count on me.'

Well, Bobby, there I was naked except for a chain around my neck. I was going to service the whole poker club. I felt so slutty. I felt so good!"

I could tell Becky was excited about her weekend, about being a slut for them. She kissed me and I could taste my cum in her mouth. I didn't mind.

"Mr. Simmons was the first to arrive. He is a rancher and businessman. Mr. Williams and I were both naked. I helped Mr. Simmons undress, hanging his clothes in the closet. He gave me a big smile and pushed me to my knees right there in the hall. Mr. Williams just grinned.

I'm a slut. I knew exactly what to do. I grabbed his cock and stuck it in my mouth and started sucking. He rested his hands on my head, letting me suck him. I'm a good cock sucker, Bobby. I'll be the best ever someday if I'm not already. Mr. Simmons came in my mouth.

'Very well done, Becky,' he said. 'I have a present for you.'

Bobby, her handed me two wine bottles. But it wasn't wine inside them. It was a white viscous liquid.

'What is this?' I asked.

'Cum. Farm animal cum. Horse, bull, ram, all mixed.'

'Cum?'

'Yes. You'll drink all of it before the night is over. I know how sluts like cum.'

He was right, Bobby. Sluts like cum. This slut loves cum. All evening when I got them drinks, I topped off my own glass with the cum Mr. Simmons brought me. My lord, Bobby, I have no idea how much cum I swallowed that night, but it was a lot. You know, that cum tasted differently than a man's cum, but it was still very good cum. I know besides all the cum the men gave me, I drank both bottles of the animal cum. Well, actually, some of it I rubbed all over my face when they told me to do it. But I drank almost all of it.

Do you want me to make you cum again, Bobby? I'll swallow all of it, I promise."

"Just play with it, and finish your story."

"I really would like some cum."

"I need to buy you a dog," I said with a laugh.

"Bobby, that would be sweet. Maybe two dogs. Big dogs with big balls that hold a lot of cum."

Becky laughed, but she was being serious.

"Bobby, it was a wild night. I helped every man undress after he walked in the door. I hung up his clothes. Then I blew him. I fixed them drinks and got the snacks. They started playing poker. After I got all the drinks, Mr. Williams had me kneel on the floor by him for a while. But then he ordered me under the table.

'Now, Becky, suck my cock. When I say switch, you move to the man on your right and suck his cock until I say switch again. Understand?'

'Yes, Mr. Williams,' I said as I crawled under the table.

Well, Bobby, the idea was to keep all of them hard but not let them cum, to build up their desire. I was under that table an hour, I bet, sucking one cock, then the next. Is that slutty or what? Just sucking one cock then another. I loved it. Of course, I could identify the men by their cocks even if I didn't know what seat they were in.

Mr. Williams told me to kneel by him again. Oh, Bobby, my pussy was dripping juices from sucking all those cocks. I hadn't orgasmed and I wanted a cock in me so badly I was about to die. But I didn't say anything. A slut does not demand, Bobby. Not a good slut anyway. She waits on her man. I didn't have to wait long.

Bobby, do you like hearing these stories?"

"Yes."

"Why? Why do you like hearing about your wife fucking and sucking other men?"

If Becky had asked me that question a few weeks ago, I don't know what I would have said. But I'd thought a lot about that. A whole lot. I guess seeing Becky and all the joy she was having and my week with Trudy is what made it clear in my mind.

"Becky, you're a natural born, true slut. You need to fuck and suck a lot. I would rather you be my happy wife and a slut for other men, then unhappy like you were before. And I want us to have a baby."

"But, after I'm pregnant, do you expect me to be faithful again?"

"No."

"That's good, Bobby, because you're correct. I am a natural born slut. More importantly, I love being a slut. I love sucking cocks under the table, and having big tits, and knowing a lot of different cocks are going to be rammed up my slimy slue. I loved being commanded and being tied up and being whipped. I love it, Bobby. I just absolutely love all of it."

She was smiling down at me when the doorbell rang. She jumped up and reached for her robe.

"Answer in the nude," I said.

She gave me a slutty grin and pranced out to the door. I wondered what was happening, but she returned shortly with a glass in her hand.

"You should have seen the deliveryman's face. He couldn't take his eyes off my tits as I signed the receipt."

She held up a bottle of white liquid for me to see.

"Look, Bobby. Animal cum. Mr. Simmons sent it. Wasn't that sweet of him to do? His note said I would get a quart every other day. Isn't that great? All that cum and just for me."

She poured some into her glass and took a big gulp of the cum. It left a white line above her lip which she licked off like a cat licking cream.

"All for me, unless you want some? Do you, Bobby? Do you want to share this cum? I know you like to eat your cum from my pussy."

"I don't want any. I like seeing your orgasm, Becky. I don't eat you to get cum."

"I'm glad to hear that, Bobby. A quart every two days is not a lot and I really don't want to share."

She turned the glass upside down and drained it into her mouth. She stuck her finger, sliding it around the edge of the glass to glean whatever was left. She sucked her finger clean as I watched her. She lay down beside me again.

"Should I go on with my story?"

"Yes."

"Mr. Jones said, 'I'm ready to fuck the slut, but I think we should tie her up first.'

'Why? She'll do anything willingly,' Mr. Williams responded. He turned to me.

'Do you need to be bound, Becky?'

'No, sir. Just tell me what you want.'

'I want to whip her,' Mr. Jones said.

Bobby, I know you whipped Trudy. And Mr. Williams told me you would be whipping me each day. Actually, I am looking forward to it. Being whipped and then fucked is so slutty, it makes me horny thinking about it. But, you know, I like being tied up, too. Remember when Mr. Williams tied me to his desk and whipped me. God, I loved it! But I knew Mr. Williams was trying to show his friends how eager and obedient I was. I wanted him to be proud of his slut. They were all watching me, to see what I would do.

So, I said it. 'You don't need to tie me up. I'll hold still for my whipping.'

Well, Bobby, they stopped playing cards and laid me face down across the table. I reached across the grab the table edge in my hands. I knew I was going to have to hang on no matter what they did to me. Mr. Williams told me to spread my legs and hold still.

'Becky,' he said. 'You can scream and cry, but you better not move your hands or feet.'

I started to answer, but I got the first lick from a willow branch right across my ass. God, it hurt. It hurt more than the piercings. I screamed at the top of my lungs. But I didn't let go of that table. You remember seeing the marks when I came home. They gave me ten. Mr. Jones, who insisted I be whipped, was the mildest in his strokes.

I was sobbing and my ass was burning. The heat was going all through me. I needed to be fucked so badly, Bobby. God, I needed it. That whipping made me feel so slutty and so horny I thought I would die if I did not get fucked. They were all standing around looking at me and every cock I could see was rock hard.

'Come on, you studs,' I said. 'I need to be fucked now!'

That started it, Bobby. All six of them fucked me every way they could until none of them could get it up. Bobby, it was my first three at one time. It took a little maneuvering, but I did it. And I ate every drop of cum I could find, even the cum that oozed out of my ass hole. It tasted different than the other cum, I must say. They fucked me on the table and on the floor and one fucked me while the others held me in mid air. Fucking and fucking and fucking. I was just floating with orgasm after orgasm. God, I was in heaven!

Bobby, I'm really horny. I can't fuck, but you are the best pussy eater in the world. Would you, please?"

"I'd like to eat you, Becky. Why don't you turn so you face my feet and work on my cock with your mouth?"

"How about a titty fuck? My tits are not as sore as the rest of me. I was wondering, Bobby. Why didn't Mr. Williams have my nipples pierced?"

"He told me that. You're going to be nursing babies and Mr. Williams said he'll take the milk the baby doesn't need."

"Oh, Bobby. Just think about it! A tiny, precious, baby, my baby. No, our baby, Bobby. It'll be ours even though another man gets me pregnant. A real man with real sperm. Yes. Our baby nursing on these big tits. I bet my tits get even bigger when my milk comes in. Wow. I'll really be huge. They are DD now, you know. I wonder how big they'll get?"

"Real big. Now, wrap those big tits around my cock, slut!"

"Oh, Bobby. I love it when you talk that way."

Becky jammed her pussy down over my mouth. I felt her suck my cock to get him wet and then slip it between those tits of hers. It was strange feeling the rings of each side of her pussy against my cheeks. But her pussy was a sweet tasting and good smelling as ever. I sucked and licked. Becky started bouncing up and down.

"Come on, pussy eater! Come on! I'm so close!"

It was so good to hear her scream when she orgasmed. Her pussy was jammed down hard over my mouth with my tongue stuck up her as far as it would go. I love eating Becky's pussy. I felt her relax and rest. Then she started moving again, rubbing my cock between those big tits of hers. When she felt me tighten like I always do before I cum, she took my cock in her mouth and sucked. That brad was wild on the underside of my cock. I loved cumming in her mouth. We both drifted off to sleep with my sweet Becky's hot and pierced pussy in my face and my cock in her mouth.

To be continued . . . .

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