More than a Job: The Complete Series

by Sarah Daltry

  “Let me reciprocate,” Maria says and she moves off the bed. I sit on the end of the bed and Maria kneels between my legs. She takes my vibrator and inserts it, stimulating me so that I cry out. I look and see the huge bulges both Liam and Mike are sporting.

  “Jerk off for me,” I demand. They are happy to do so. Liam’s dick is wonderful. It is big and smooth and I can’t help but stare at it as Maria shoves my vibrator in and out of me. I want to be with him, but I know he will refuse.

  Maria takes out the vibrator and starts teasing me with her tongue. I get crazy and when she moves her tongue to my asshole, I scream out. Mike and Liam are stroking their cocks with vigor now and it is all I can do not to come right away. Maria moves her tongue back to my clit. It is throbbing and she sucks it hard until the orgasm forces my legs up into the air.

  “Fuck. Yes!” Her tongue works until I am done and we both watch the guys rubbing themselves raw.

  Maria lies face down on the bed and puts her ass in the air. “Oh, Mike...” She calls out. He almost jumps from his chair and brings his dick down to her cunt. I want to be jealous, but I have no right. I watch it thrust in and out, the entire shaft disappearing and then moving back out. Her lips open and close around it and I take my vibrator and force it up inside of me, lying on the floor watching them fuck. Liam cries out as he comes and I am the only one still in agony after Maria and Mike fuck themselves silly.

  Maria and Mike leave and it is just me and Liam. I am still on the ground, naked, my pussy wrapped around my vibrator, the motor struggling to be enough as I try to get off. Liam walks over to me, now fully dressed, and kisses my forehead.

  “I will see you this weekend,” he says.

  “No, wait,” I beg.

  “Jayni, if you are good and do everything I ask, I will help you out. But until I know I can trust you, I suggest you get a dildo.”

  3.

  It is a rough couple of weeks, because Maria doesn’t call and Liam refuses to take things further. He keeps telling me that if I want to settle down, I need to be able to control myself. I can control myself, but this is getting ridiculous. Still, I am proud of myself that I have not done anything dumb. I haven’t seen Mike since the night in my apartment and I feel sort of guilty that some nights, while Liam holds me in bed, I keep thinking about his blue eyes, his sad life, and how much I thought I loved him. Maybe I still do a little, but clearly, he is fine with moving on, because he has not called. He also had no problem fucking Maria as soon as he could.

  When Maria calls to tell me she has a client arrangement for me, I almost run out the door. My pussy has been aching lately. I bought the biggest dildo I could find at the sex shop, but it is not enough. My credit card bill is not looking good, either, because I have been spending a lot of time online. But no matter what I try, I can’t satisfy myself. The orgasms are fine, but something is missing. Hopefully Maria’s client can help.

  She asks me to meet the client at a seedy motel outside of town. It is a change of pace, given the nature of what I have been doing and the sort of clientele I have been seeing, but I go. I am less than pleased, however, when a man opens the door to the room. He is good looking enough, but he is alone, and I am seething at Maria. She promised it would only be her.

  “Hello,” I say. “I think there has been a mistake.”

  He looks me up and down. “I don’t think so. You are exactly as she described you.”

  “Well, I don’t know what she told you, but I am not sleeping with men.” I am about to call Maria and start bitching her out, but he stops me.

  “I know. I actually have no interest in fucking you.”

  “Excuse me?” I find that hard to believe. Why wouldn’t he want me?

  “You’re not really my type, but I need some assistance. I called a prostitute and I want you to watch and make sure I am doing right.”

  “Oh, well, sure.” Figures. I thought I was finally going to get some action and now I will be worse than before. My cunt is going to explode if something does not happen to it soon. I pout, but follow the man into the room and we wait for his hooker.

  She is alright; I think I am better looking but she has a huge ass and her tits make mine look small, so I guess that’s his thing. I feel a little inferior when she bends over and he gets moving in her and he has to spread his arms wide to hang onto her ass.

  “Does it look like I am doing it right?”

  I watch his shaft penetrate her and I want to cry. It looks perfect and it looks like exactly what I need. I shift in my chair. “Yeah, it looks like it is really good.”

  The woman moans. “Oh, it is.” The problem is that I can tell she doesn’t mean it. He has no idea, focused on his own orgasm but she is not into him. That makes me a little sad; he is spending all this money to get off and she doesn’t even enjoy him. Poor guy. I don’t find him all that attractive, either, but right now, I would take anything. As I watch him fuck her, I start touching myself.

  “Is it okay if I use my fingers to come?” I ask. It is his show after all.

  “Oh hell, yes,” he says, and I finger fuck myself as I watch him thrust in and out of her. Her pussy opens to let him in and I am so jealous. No matter how hard I rub my clit, is just isn’t enough. She is lucky, having her snatch opened by a big cock.

  He yells out as he comes and she makes some fake sounds that he seems to believe. His cum slides down her legs and he sits back, admiring his mess. “Think you can go again in a few minutes?” He is looking at the clock.

  “You’ve got ten more minutes,” she says.

  He rubs his dick fast to get himself hard again and then he tells her to suck it. She buries her face in his lap. I play with my swollen lips and watch his face. He is so happy to have her mouth on his cock and watching him get pleasured by this prostitute makes me hungry for someone to open me up. It doesn’t take long for him to come and he releases his load all over his face.

  “Hey, you. Come lick it off?”

  I hesitate. Liam never clarified whether this would be acceptable or not, but I don’t want to take any chances. My cunt screams in agony as I say no. “I can’t. I’m sorry.”

  “Suit yourself,” he says. The hooker leaves and it is just the two of us. “You look like you’re having a lot of trouble,” he observes.

  “I am so fucking horny and I want cock so bad.”

  “I mean, I guess you can ride me.” He looks disinterested in me, though, and I don’t want a pity fuck.

  “It’s complicated, but my pussy aches so bad.”

  “I have something. Maybe it will help?”

  He goes to his luggage and comes back with an electric toothbrush. I take it and shove the back inside of me. The vibrations go through my pussy and I push harder, trying to make up for the fact that it is not a giant cock. He watches me stick it in and out of myself and seems interested in how wet I am.

  “Is that helping?”

  “Not really,” I complain. “But at least your toothbrush will smell and taste like cunt.”

  He laughs and I give it back. He thanks me for stopping by and I stumble to the car, my pussy lips so swollen I cannot walk straight. I am going to die.

  4.

  Mike calls me a few days later and asks if he can stop by. I debate, but I am trying to be decent and I still care about him. Despite the situation with Katie, he is still a good man and I don’t want to be vengeful and cruel. He arrives an hour later and I feel myself soak through my panties as soon as he enters the apartment. I can’t stop thinking about him. This maybe was a terrible idea.

  “How are you?” He seems genuinely concerned.

  “Well, my pussy is constantly throbbing, but otherwise, I am good.”

  “You haven’t fucked Liam yet?” He looks surprised and a little happy. I suppose he wants us to work things out, but I am still hurt by what happened with Katie. Besides, new leaf, I remind myself. Mike is part of something that I am trying to walk away from without regrets.

  “No,
but that’s not the point. What brings you here?” I try to act professional and move to the couch. Mike sits next to me and begins rubbing my feet. I don’t pull away because it feels good and I figure it can’t be cheating.

  “Jayni, I miss you so much. Not only the way you fuck, but I miss you. Everything about you. I can do what Liam is doing, too. It doesn’t have to be about sex. I just don’t know how to survive without you.” He begins to cry and it breaks my heart. I try to remind myself about seeing him with another woman, but all I can think of now is this sad and empty man and how much I still adore him.

  “Mike, I can’t. It’s too late,” I say, although I don’t believe it. I want to reach out to him, to make things okay, but I just don’t know how to start.

  “Please hear me out. I love you. Yes, I love your pussy and I love how much of a slut you can be, but I also love you. I love that you cared for me even after I hired you to be my whore. I love that you made lasagna and wore nylons so that you could prove you were more than what I was using you as. I love that you were willing to work for Maria to save my company, and I love that you wouldn’t let me sell it. Finally, I love the way that your hair sparkles when you are sitting outside in the sun. I love how your toes curl up when you are thinking. I love that you can’t stand hearing all of these things, because you are too decent of a person to hurt me.”

  He is sobbing as he speaks and I just can’t bear to see him in pain. I hold him as he cries. I feel so good taking care of him and I wonder if maybe this is what it is all about.

  “Jayni, I screwed up. I have been so terrified of feeling anything since Eileen and James died and part of me wanted to hurt you, to stop you from loving me so blindly. I warned you before that I would just fuck this up and I knew I was as soon as I invited Katie over. But I am so broken without you in my life.”

  I let him wrap his arms around me and stroke my hair. We sit like that, in a comfortable embrace, for a while, the only sounds his broken breathing and the whispers of my name.

  “Come to bed with me,” I invite him.

  “No. I see how you are with Liam and I don’t want to mess things up for you. I just needed you to know how I felt. You are not just someone to fuck, Jayni. I know how much you love sex, but make sure you are with someone who treats you right.”

  “I wasn’t planning to screw you,” I say. “I just want to fall asleep in your arms. I miss you intensely, Mike. I don’t know what the next step is but hold me for tonight? Let’s comfort one another without it being about sex.”

  He agrees and we go to my room, me pulling him by his hand. He undresses down to his boxers and I find a silk nightgown. We climb under the covers and I ignore all of the parts of my body demanding more, letting him spoon me, and drifting off with him breathing behind me.

  #

  Waking up, the challenge is that Mike’s natural morning erection is hard to ignore. Both of us are horny, but he manages to walk away. He kisses me lightly and promises to call that evening. My concern is that Liam is going to be coming over and I am now more confused than ever.

  “I love you, Jayni, no matter what you decide,” Mike tells me as I kiss him in the apartment doorway. I watch him walk down the stairs and debate so many different ways to keep him with me; none of them makes sense, though, so I go back into my room and think about what I should do.

  Maria calls a little while later and I am no closer to making a decision. “Jayni, meet me at my house. I have a very exciting job for us.” The relief of being able to lose myself in work comes at the perfect time and I leave my decision-making for later. I dress in an extremely short and extremely tight dress and some leather boots. I feel sexy and my pussy drenches the first thong I put on just picturing some action.

  Before I leave, I decide to call Mike’s office. I don’t know if Katie is still working for him. I speak with Alice and ask her if he is in. As usual, he is holding his calls, but then I inquire about Katie.

  “I’m sorry; she is no longer with us.” I hang up, satisfied, and head to Maria’s house.

  She brings me to the study where I first met her and found Mike tied to a chair. That seems like ages ago now. There are two men sitting on the couch, both already naked. Their huge cocks are waiting to go and I give Maria a questioning look. I am sworn off of men, sadly.

  “Don’t worry, sweetie. They just want to watch you and me get wild together. And then I will let them double-team me. Your boyfriend will be fine with this.” I cringe at the word boyfriend and think about spending the night wrapped in Mike’s arms. What am I trying to prove?

  Maria slowly undresses me and tells me to get on my hands and knees. The soft carpet reminds me of fucking Mike in the same place and I feel tingling in between my legs. Maria is naked, too, and I look at her tits. I am always so impressed by them; they are so huge and firm.

  “She has nice tits, doesn’t she?” I say to the guys but they both just glare at me.

  “Sorry, Jayni. I forgot to add that you’re our toy and you don’t speak.”

  She reaches over and places a ball gag in my mouth, tightening it so that I can breathe but that is all. Maria gets her head between my legs and opens my lips. She flicks her tongue inside and out until I am soaking wet. Her mouth works on my folds and clit and I make noises into the gag and cover her face with my pussy juices.

  “This is going to be fun,” she says, and I see a double-sided dildo. She slips one end into me and then I see her position the other end along her hole. She pushes back on her end and I do the same until our asses are touching. I can feel her wetness as it slides over her end of the dildo. I bite down on the gag and fuck myself, hitting Maria’s ass with mine. It is the most intense feeling and I think, for a moment, that maybe I can survive without cock. Then, of course, I look at the naked guys on the couch and their throbbing, swollen erections, and I know nothing can compete. Maria pulls away and tells me to turn over.

  I lie on my back and she pulls out my gag. “Don’t speak,” she warns me, and she slides the dildo back into her cunt. Her legs are scissored with mine and we fuck each other’s twats. I watch her tits bounce as she rides the dildo in between my legs. She is fucking hot and I start contracting the muscles inside my pussy watching her. She leans over to me and kisses me, her tongue licking my lips and then she sucks on my tongue. I feel an orgasm that has been building for days start to rock my body.

  “Bite my neck when you come,” Maria says. She pounds her pussy into the mine, the dildo caught between us and driving us both wild. Her thumb teases my clit and I lick her tits. She reaches her hands into my hair and holds my head so that I am licking her neck and ear. My snatch tightens so that the dildo is all I can feel and then I bite down hard on Maria. She screams out and I come, feeling her pussy and mine soak the dildo and our cum mixes along the toy.

  I lie back and Maria tosses me another dildo with a clit stimulator. I slip it inside and turn on the motor. My throbbing mound aches as the vibrations get me ready again. Maria gets on top of one of the guys on the couch and from my angle, I have a perfect view of him sliding into her pink, fleshy lips. She is glistening and I turn the vibrations on to max. The other guy pounds Maria’s asshole.

  “Jayni, don’t you miss being fucked like this? I would die if I were you. Your cunt must be on fire.”

  It is and I push the dildo as far in as it will go. My orgasm comes, but she is right; it is just not the same as a big, thick cock. I let the clitoral stimulation continue until Maria and the guys all come and tell me I can leave. They are still a tangled mess of cum, dicks, and pussy, so I leave without saying a thing. At least I got off a few times.

  5.

  I am surprised to get home and find Liam waiting. He looks angry, so I let him in and he slams the door behind him. He is all rage when he turns to look at me.

  “Why was Mike here last night?”

  “How did you know?” I ask. I know nothing happened and there is no reason for him to be very upset, but I also wonder who told
him.

  “I drove by to surprise you and saw his car. Then I drove by this morning and his car was still here. Are you really so out of control you couldn’t resist?”

  “For starters, no. I am not out of control. And we didn’t do anything. He came to talk to me about his feelings and I told him that I was not in a place to commit to him again. He was really upset about his dead wife and kid, so I let him spend the night. Nothing happened.”

  “Nothing?”

  “Absolutely nothing.”

  “You sound disappointed,” he says. It is a good read, because I was disappointed but it was my choice. However, he does not need to know how much willpower it took not to have sex with Mike last night and this morning.

  “Look, Liam, I care for you a lot, but Mike and I were supposed to be married. It is not that easy to turn it off completely.” I lean against the wall and Liam sighs.

  “You still love him, don’t you?”

  “A little, yeah. I do still love him, but I am trying to be good to you, so give me a break, okay?”

  “Maybe I can make you forget all about him,” Liam says.

  “How so?” I know where he wants to take this and I am relieved. I have gone too long without having my pussy filled with a real cock. Dildoes and vibrators and toothbrushes are just not the same.

  “Let’s go to your room,” he says and we undress one another as we go to the bed. We fall down together naked and I play with his balls. My other hand strokes him and I play with the tip of his dick. He smiles broadly. “What do you want me to do?” Liam asks.

  “I want to ride your cock. I am bored with teasing and playing. Please just fuck me until I am spent.”

  I kneel down and put my hands against the headboard. Liam is not going to argue with a dripping cunt and he plunges himself into me, filling me in a way that nothing has been able to lately. I come almost immediately, devouring his shaft with my starved pussy.

  “Jesus, you’re horny. You poor thing,” he laughs. I tighten around him and clench as he pushes in and out. He slams me against the headboard and I try to focus on nothing but the throbbing cock that is hard inside of me. It feels so good and I want to forget everything else. Liam holds my tits and licks the back of my neck while he fucks me. We don’t talk and it is somewhat impersonal, but we are both so motivated by the simplicity of the pleasure of sex. My cunt feels great and I lean back a little on him, thinking about how impossible it would be to replace a thick man.