Slutty Living Ch. 01

The main story/series that was introduced by the Hot Chicks... Hot Sex stories

"That was awesome, babe."

"Thanks, babe. You were so adorable getting sucked off by Andrea. God, I wanted to switch places with her so bad. Two monster cocks like that from each end. Yum yum."

Kim and I laugh and chill on the way out of the podcast studios, heading home. We walk out of the building and next door to our home. I give her a quick kiss and she heads up to shower and get all of Matt's cum from earlier out of her gorgeous hair.

Kim's got a busy day. She's meeting a new potential partner a little later for a potentially very profitable negotiation. And with Kim's world renowned negotiating skills, I feel pretty damn positive Slutty Living is gonna be having a brand new, big money partner. Cha ching! Oh yeah.

"Yeah?"

"We've got a problem with Rachael Ray. She needs to talk to you before her show."

"Ok... I'll be right over."

So much for relaxing at home. I head back over to the podcast studios next door. Rachael Ray Food Whore is another of our very profitable podcasts. It's also one of my favorite shows. Not just because I've known Rachael for twelve years. Not just because she's one of my favorite fucks... well, truthfully... it's because of that. But it's also because she's got a real hot show. As the name entails, dear Rachael is a food whore. She eats and fucks. Pretty simple, huh? Big fucking money maker, that shown is. A lot of gangbangs and desserts, but also blowjobs and pasta, some piss play and surf and turf. Pretty much anything food... and sex... related. She's the perfect host for the show too. Always hungry... always horny. Perfect.

"Oh my God. Yum yum yum yum yum. So delish."

Rachael's excited to see me. She gives me that trademark Rachael Ray super sweet smile in the mirror in front of her. She's getting her hair and makeup done for the show.

"How's my girl? I heard there's a problem."

I walk up to her, smiling at her in the mirror, and reach down and start playing with her small, jiggly tits through her red silk blouse while she gets all done up. No bra. I love it. Rock hard, thick nipples poking through the thin material though. And I certainly love them.

"No problem. I just wanted you to fuck me before the show. That's all. You don't mind, do you, bossman?"

Rachael gives me her other trademark, a very naughty grin accompanied by playful eyebrow raising as she turns her head to look up at me, making Lisa stop working on her makeup. Rachael keeps naughty grinning, and playfully sticks out her tongue to teasingly lick my crotch through my pants. That sexy food bitch sure knows how to get what she wants.

Lisa starts to walk out as Rachael unzips my pants and fishes out my soft, but still massive dick. I grab her arm, smirk a naughty smirk, and get her to stay. The more the merrier.

As Lisa sucks off my tongue, Rachael sucks off my cock, her tongue dirty dancing down my immense shaft as her beautifully glossy lips slide smoothly down it at the same time. She greedily takes in about eight thick inches of throbbing dick meat.

"Goddddddd... so delish... mmmmmmmmmmmm."

Rachael mumbles around my smooth meat as it slowly plunges down her throat over and over and over. I groan happily into Lisa's mouth as Rachael keeps up her steady, oral dick massage on me. She slobbers all over my dick, lapping it up with her naughty tongue as she skillfully and deliberately sucks down another inch... nine inches deep on my mostly hard fourteen incher.

I end up in the chair with Rachael riding me, facing the mirror and Lisa on her knees under the counter, tossing my salad while she finger bangs Rachael's tight ass.

I rip open Rachael's blouse and manhandle those small, but perky jugs, rolling her fat nips between my fingers, pulling them as far out as they go and shaking them harder and harder as she bounces wildly in my lap. Her badonkadonk butt slams down onto my crotch time after time. Rachael's warm, loving, horny as fuck gets pussy is a cockeater to the enth degree. It devours mine ravenously as it squeezes it and squirts all over it several different times.

"GOD YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!! NEVER STOP FUCKING ME, BABY!! GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!! I CAN'T STOP CUMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!! UMPHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

Rachael ain't lying. She cums seven times total. My ass is trembling from Lisa's terrific ass eating display. Her tongue dances around my bowels while she perfectly massages my ready to burst balls with one hand and fists Rachael's thick, Sicilian and Jewish ass with the other, twisting her hand in, popping through Rachael's anal ring, then fist fucking her sexy butt senseless. Rachael screams and creams... three more times. Pussy cream is everywhere, racing down my shaft and balls, dripping all over the red carpet. Fucking beautiful experience.

I jizz hard and fast up Rachael's drenched, well plowed, spasming cunt. She shakes blissfully in my arms as I play with those luscious little jugs, shaking her fat, light brown nips even harder than before. She smiles wide as she lays her sexy, brown haired head back onto my shoulder, kissing my neck non stop... licking it too... as she cums again, moaning in pure delight as I flood her roughly battered cunt with my thick, sticky load. We both groan happily, kissing and tongue sucking our horny brains out.

Lisa pulls my dripping rod out of Rachel's flooded cunt and ravages it, sucking me deep down her throat, gorging herself on my droplets of sperm trickling down her gullet. God... that chick can suck dick.

Lisa licks Rachael's dripping wet slit, sucking it too, then we all share a threeway cummy kiss, tongue sucking like maniacs. I get in some double titty slapping and squeezing while we're making out as well. Fun times in the hair and makeup room.

I put my pants back on and kiss both wet and ready ladies again, then head out to check out the rest of my Slutty Living empire. It's vast. A bunch of slutty businesses, all generating big time profits for me. God, I love my slutty life. (BIG PIMP SLUTTY SMIRK)

"Yeah?"

"Hey, baby. I'm having the best day. I just ass fucked Spence (The King Of Queens) on his desk while everyone watched. It was fucking awesome! Damn... I love my strapons. How's things at home?"

"Ha. Cool here, baby. Thinking about you butt slamming my cousin at the moment. Ha ha ha."

"Ha ha ha ha. It was cool, alright. I caught the horny bastard peeping Kaia in the ladies room, so I pulled him by the ear out to his desk, bent him over, put on my biggest strap on and went to town, butt banging that pasty white dork silly. Woo-hoo! It was fucking awesome!"

My wife Max (2 Broke Girls/Kat Dennings) and I share a good laugh at poor Spence's expense. She loves busting his fat, hairless balls... and his chubby, pasty white ass too apparently.

I dig Max. Smart ass attitude and all. Met her in Brooklyn at a dumpy diner she was a waitress at. It was lust... followed very closely by love... at first sight. I left her a big tip. She gave me her number. We ended up getting high and fucking our brains out in my rental car in the parking lot on a cold winter's night. I didn't even need her number. I wifed her up that same night and brought her back to LA. Yep... I work quick.

All of my women... and everyone I'm friends with... and related too for the most part... work for me in some way.

I like to move my employees around to all of my businesses so they get a feel of everything. Keeps things fresh and freaky too. Makes for a whole ass lot of slutty sexual situations as well. As you can see already.

Max works as a manager/saleswoman at Slutty Autos. She also is a manager of my Slutty Swingers Motel. Much more on that... and all of it's very slutty activities later. She also helps out another wife Penny (The Big Bang Theory/Kaley Cuoco) with Slutty Real Estate. We sell apartments for pretty much everyone. All three businesses are big time earners for me. Oh sweet dollar signs flashing before my eyes. Ha.

We sell new and used cars at Slutty Autos. Max does a great job keeping the cars rolling out of the place. She's a helluva talented... and helluva hot... saleswoman. She loves to fuck too. She's even let Spence fuck her once or twice at work... when she's not chastising him. She blew him for his last birthday. That was something. I think most of the chicks... and a couple of the dudes... Spence is bisexual... at the party just blew or fucked Spence for his birthday in lieu of presents. He definitely didn't mind.

We had clowns and balloons and pony rides and everything. The pony rides were to tease him more than anything else. He tried to ride one of 'em, but it ran off. That was funny as hell. We all enjoyed a huge laugh over that one. Kinda depressing for Spence, but still funny.

I tell Max I'll be right over. I head out to the garage and hop into my favorite Slutty Living van for the ride over to Slutty Autos. Green and gold... and stretched out. Gold shay carpet all over the interior. Even big, gold fuzzy dice hanging from the rear view mirror. Pimp van of vans. I blaze up and turn up the Nugent, blasting it on the surround sound stereo. Retro pimp vibe for yours truly.

Upstairs at home...

Another wife of mine, former WWE Women's Champion The Man Becky Lynch is checking out her naked pregnant form in the full length mirror in her bedroom. We're expecting in about four months. A five months pregnant Becky Lynch is about as hot of a pregnant chick as there is. I'm planning on having a bunch of kids with her. And she's most definitely up for it.

Becky's so freaking beautiful. Long, now soft auburn, light red hair. A more light brownish type of light red. She's posing in different positions as she checks out her baby bump, rubbing lovingly all over it. She smiles like a very happy soon to be mother would. She also likes how much bigger her usually small, but very perky breasts have gotten. A full C cup now.

Becky pulls down on the nipples, watching closely as a couple of drops of milk ooze out. She pulls her full breasts and fat swollen nips to her mouth and lightly licks them, tasting her own sweet milk. She smirks approvingly. It's awesome. I love breastfeeding her already. Can't wait til she gives birth so that I'll have much more delicious titty milk to drink down every day.

(Bumping noises in her closet)

Becky quickly throws on her white silk robe and ties it.

"Who's there?"

She asks in her thick Irish accent. A perturbed look on her gorgeous, take charge face. She looks like she's ready to kick some arse right there in her bedroom.

"I SAID, WHO'S THERE???"

Becky angrily asks again.

Her white closet door slides open and Matt from the podcast earlier meekly steps out. He looks very timidly at a very upset Becky and lowers his head, apologizing profusely.

"I'm so sorry. I really, really am. I didn't mean to creep you out at all. I promise. I... I don't know... I'm. A big fan and I... I'm so sorry, please don't hurt me. I'm now a weirdo. I'm Matt. I'm just a huge fan and I..."

Becky can tell Matt is very scared of her. She give a boss bitch scowl/smirk that justifies that fear. Becky is a bad ass boss bitch and she can turn up the bad ass heat anytime she needs to. It's boiling in her bedroom. And Matt knows it. He shakes, his head lowered, motionless with fear.

Becky looks him over with her angry scowl from a few feet away, arms folded under those now C cup beauties of hers.

"You're that Matt dude from the podcast earlier! The asshole who cums so damn much!"

Becky's thick Irish accent accentuates her disgust at Matt. He feels it and feels even worse about spying on my gorgeous, bad ass lass kicker wife.

"Umm... Yes. I was on the podcast earlier, ma'am. Again, I'm very sorry. Andrea brought me over here to have a snack in the kitchen and we were talking and she told me that you were one of James' wives and I got real excited cause I'm such a big fan of yours. I... I... just thought... I'm so sorry, ma'am. I really am. I'm so sorry."

Andrea bringing random people over to a house she doesn't live in. The disadvantage of having a pretty liberal, open door policy on people that work for me coming over to my home all the time.

Matt's nervousness excites Becky. She's feeding off of it. She smirks very confidently, still upset, but not wanting to beat the living piss out of ol' scared Matt anymore.

"You're a big fan, huh?"

"Yes. A huge fan. You're my favorite wrestler ever. Man or woman."

Matt raises his head to give Becky a timid smile, then lowers it quickly to not upset her further.

Becky chuckles in a mocking fashion, very much enjoying how nervous and scared she's making Matt. She gets off on being a bad ass boss bitch and Matt is realizing that fully right freaking now.

"So you're the guy with the little itty bitty dick than cums a ton, huh?"

Becky's Irish accent is getting Matt very excited. He's enjoying being dominated verbally by her as well.

"Yes."

Becky walks up to Matt, slowly encircling him, looking him over from head to toe. Matt stands there, motionless, scared to say or do anything. The fear is causing his dick to twitch in his pants though. The tension is very thick... and Becky is milking it perfectly. God, I love that Irish boss bitch. She walks back around to his front and stops.

"Take it out."

"Ummm...huh?"

"Take your little weiner out... NOW!"

Becky snaps in her thick accent, then slaps Matt in the face. An angry look plastered all over that beautiful Irish lass kicker face. She stares him down dead center, inches from his face.

Matt swallow hard and obeys, fumbling with his zipper, then pulling out his small penis. Nothing to brag about at all, but Becky already knows what he's known for. She looks down at the little dick, then back up at Matt, a very stern scowl on her face.

"Well... let's see ya work that little thing, bitch!"

Matt is thrown off by Becky's angry look, but turned on at the same time by his all time favorite wrestler being mere inches from him... in only a silk bathrobe. He knows not to waste Becky's time though so he starts jerking his dick while Becky continues to scowl angrily at him.

"I guess you'll need some inspiration you little chubby punk, so..."

Becky opens her robe letting Matt ogle her gorgeous, bigger boobs and her baby bump. Clean shaven twat too. He groans in delight from the amazingly sexy sight. He also continues jerking his rock hard dick while he stares intensely at Becky's awesomely curvaceous, pregnant body.

Becky notices Matt's gigantic nuts. They raise her eyebrows with interest. She's still scowling at him, but her nipples are throbbing so she's enjoying the masturbatory show... even though she won't let him know that. She's got her hands on her hips, her swollen breasts, dripping sweet milk from her throbbing nips are jutting out from her very fit chest. Becky's still in great shape even with a five month baby bump. She's still a smokin' hot piece of premium Irish ass.

Matt can't stop staring at Becky's dripping nips as he jerks his cock faster and faster, his excitement racing throughout his pudgy, 19 year old body. Becky gives him a very cocky smirk, her hands still on her sleek hips. She can see precum pouring out of that five inch, thumping hard dick. She knows he's gonna shoot his humungous wad any second. She watches his gigantic nuts throb too, another signal he's ready to explode.

Matt signals he is too, grunting wildly and leaning his head back. Becky just stands there.

"OH FUCK!!"

Matt shouts, his wad erupting from his cum volcano with such intense fury. Glob after glob of semen shooting everywhere, splashing Becky's entire body as she stands there, smirking and growling at him. She doesn't move a muscle. She stands there the whole time, motionless, taking the entire cum shower, perfectly no selling the entire thing.

Cum keeps cumming, shooting over Becky's shoulders onto her bed. A couple of globs hit the ceiling, hanging off obscenely. A glob splashes the lamp beside Becky's bed and one hits the totally awesome, neon nude painting of her above her bed. It runs down her face and chest on the painting. She looks back at it and keeps smirking, a slight chuckle emanating from her.

"Sorry."

Matt apologizes when he's finished. He stands there, head down, still very nervous. Becky stands in front of him, dead serious, dripping with sperm. It's running off of her from every angle. She shakes her hands, then wipes her eyes, looking at herself. She licks her right hand, then smirks again.

"Not bad, punk. That's a helluva lotta jizz."

"Thanks. I'm so sorry, again... for everything."

Matt's still nervous as fuck, not knowing if he should look Becky in the eye or not. She walks over to her bed into her bathroom and grabs a towel to dry off, walking back into the bedroom as she cleans the cum off of her amazingly gorgeous, pregnant body. She wipes her face, then her chest and belly, then her arms and hands, then her legs, finally tossing the towel to Matt.

"There... a souvenir for ya. Since you're such a huge fan."

Matt looks up just in time to see Becky give him a still very cocky, bad ass boss bitch... but now, also slightly sweet... sneer. He smiles back at her. So happy getting to cum all over his dream woman.

"Good aim at the painting. Ha."

Becky chuckles, still cocky smirking. Matt chuckles too, softly.

"Thanks. It's so beautiful... just like you."

"Thanks... now get the fuck outta ma room, wanker."

Becky orders in that super sexy, thick Irish accent of hers, winking, smirking, and half smiling at Matt, who smiles back appreciatively at her for being so cool about everything. He also obeys and runs off, dick jumping in front of him as he does. Becky chuckles, shaking her head, still sneering and half smiling, then heads for the shower, taking off her cum splashed robe and tossing it onto her cum splashed bed. It's cum city, bitches... all over her and her bedroom. Ha ha ha.

Matt's got one helluva story to tell his buddies about his all time favorite wrestler now. Oh yeah.

Over at Slutty Autos...

"Heyyyyyy, honey."

One of my newest wives, former Mob Wives star Karen Gravano greets me as I walk in the front door. She's a saleswoman here at Slutty Autos... among other jobs she does for me. She walks over and hugs me tight, kissing... and licking... my neck and left cheek. I sneak in a phat booty squeeze. She's got a helluva phat booty to squeeze too. Huge ass titties also. All natural from head to toe. Those huge jugs of hers rub my chest so beautifully, tingling my pierced nipples perfectly. I look her over. Skin tight, very low cut and short green dress and heels. Awesome cleavage on full display. Fucking hot!

"Hey, baby. How's things down here?"

"Great, sweetheart. I saw Max butt bang Spence on his desk earlier. That was awesome. And I've sold two cars already today. So two big commissions. How's my man?"

We hold hands, walking over to the showroom floor, chit chatting. Karen's super happy about the two big commissions from the sales. They get a 25% commission for each sale on top of their salary. Karen sold two Mercedes at 100K apiece. So that's fifty grand... and its not even lunchtime.

You can see why we all love Slutty Autos so much. Ha ha ha.

Max is putting on the hard sell to a customer. An old guy looking at a 2021 Range Rover. Beautiful car. All chrome. Very rare... and very expensive. (Boss smirk)... Max waves over at me and blows me a sexy ass kiss. I wave back, looking her over, grinning and groaning.

Good God, she's gorgeous. Tight white business suit, coat open to her waist. White bra underneath, no blouse. Her 34DDs are jutting out, almost spilling out of her lacy bra. Black heels. Her long, dark hair so perfectly wavy and smooth. Those ruby red, thick, luscious lips so wet. FUCK! I wanna bang her freaking brains out right there, but I stay calm and hang with Karen, watching Max do her thing with the customer.