by Carol Massey
Eric carried himself with extreme confidence. He would not tell her why he wanted to meet with Mr. Fannin. After waiting thirty minutes to meet with him, Mr. Fannin opened his office door.
“Come in and have a seat. What can I do for you Eric?”
“Mr. Fannin, Diana’s employment status is going to change. I’ve been allowing you to fuck my incredibly hot wife, but she is mine. She loves me, especially being my whore.” Wayne listened amazed at Eric’s bluntness. “I’ll continue to let you have her three times a week, but she will no longer do your legal work. Her job will be exclusively to fuck you. You’ll pay directly to her the previous salary she earned before her promotion. You will pay me the $8000 raise for the privilege of fucking my wife.”
“I see.” He sat quietly for a couple minutes pondering Eric’s demand. “Diana, what do you have to say?”
“I belong to Eric. I love being his whore wife. I became one by feeding him an online streaming of me fucking two men at a hotel. I’m a whore who loves cocks and my husband.”
“Alright, I’ll agree,” said Mr. Fannin as he turned towards Eric. “However, if I am going to pay you $80,000 a year under this arrangement I want her ass too.”
Eric stood up, shook his hand, and said, “Done.”
Diana was so excited she practically raped Eric when they got home.
Chapter 5
Two days later, Diana had her first appointment at home with Wayne Fannin. He would be there at 2 pm. She was nervous. It was one thing to fuck her boss at work, but it would be different at home. She would work, in essence, as a professional slut. She had fantasized about it and was about to make it a reality. While Eric was at work, a man who had paid for the privilege was about to fuck her.
After an early lunch, she showered and dried her hair. She had bought a sexy red corset and red stockings for her first day on her new job. She would wear her red six-inch stilettoes with it. After getting dressed, she put on long dangling gold earrings and her sexist perfume. She looked at herself in the mirror and felt a tingle in her pussy. She thought to herself, today I become a hooker, not a cheap call girl but a well-paid whore.
She slipped on her long black satin robe and went to the computer to Google anal sex researching its pros and cons. Most articles claimed that the initial penetration was painful. The article she selected recommended much lube and penetration a little at a time. The male should work his way in about two inches, pull back, and begin small strokes in and out until he is in all the way.
The article indicated that after the initial pain that the woman’s muscles would relax and that she would begin to experience pleasure. Diana had never given her ass to anyone. She was unsure but kept remembering Grant pressing her hands against the mattress and saying, “You’re either a slut or you’re not.” She sighed, and the doorbell rang.
She looked at the clock. It was 2pm. She opened the door to let Wayne enter. Before her stood a forty-eight years old man with dark brown hair and a nice physique. She laid a deep passionate kiss on him while rubbing his hairy chest. Wayne grabbed her ass pulling her against his hard cock. After a long embrace, Diana stepped back and slowly dropped her robe to the floor.
“I’ve been ready to explode all day,” he said
“Do I excite you more now that I’m a hooker you’re gonna fuck in my home?”
“Hell yea. Our relationship has changed. Now we just get together to fuck, and with your husband’s blessing.”
“It does change things,” she agreed. “Now tell me how you want to do it.”
“Let’s start with a lap dance and blowjob. Then I want to feast on that sweet pussy before I give it a hard fuck. I couldn’t cut loose at the office, but I’m not holding anything back now. I’m going to get my money’s worth. Oh, and I like a noisy woman.”
“You wanted my ass was part of the deal.”
“I remember. For $80,000 I wanted to be sure Eric was serious about our agreement, but today I’m not interested in anal.”
Diana grabbed his hand and led him to the guestroom. She was relieved she did not have to give her ass to him. Now she could focus on fucking this sexy man and enjoy being the whore that both he and Eric wanted her to be. Diana sat him down in a large chair Eric purchased for the guestroom because its design was ideal for lap dances. She kissed his lips softly while ever so slightly moving her ass back and forth.
Wayne moved his hands from her sides onto her breasts. Diana purred in his ear. He reached up to her corset straps and slid them off her shoulders. Diana raised her breasts towards his face. He began kissing her right breast as she rubbed her hands through his hair.
“Oh, oh, Wayne. Ooh baby.”
He kissed his way to the top of her left breast as she pulled her corset down lower exposing her breasts as she began rubbing his chest hair. When Diana thought he was ready for more action, she stood up about four feet away with her ass facing him, bent over ever slightly pulling her red satin bikini panties down slowly to tease his cock revealing a red G-string buried partially between her cheeks.
“Ah baby. What a sweet ass,” said Wayne as he stroked his penis.
She crawled toward him with her eyes shooting flames of lust at his eyes, rising up between his legs while rubbing her tits on his inner thighs, balls, and cock. As she rocked her breasts in a fucking motion, she slid her hands back up onto his hairy chest. Gradually, she worked her hands back down to his zipper and unfastened his pants. She pulled his shoes off and reached for the top of his pants to pull them down. Wayne raised his ass off the chair as she slid them off. Diana placed her hands back on his inner thighs and massaged them gently before she worked her way to his balls and cock.
“This is so much better than at my office!”
“That’s because all of your money is now going towards sex. The more you pay; the better it gets.”
“Your pussy may bankrupt me.”
Diana stood back up facing away from him with her legs spread far apart and bent down much farther this time to give him a full view of barely covered crotch. Then she put her right hand on her ass crack and stroked herself with her middle finger moving it back and forth between her pussy and small hole.
“You really are a slut Diana.”
“I know.”
She stepped back to him, spread her legs, bent down, and grabbed the chair arms. From there, she eased her hot ass onto him. Wayne’s cock seemed hotter than ever. With only his boxers and her G-string separating their genitals, he breathed heavily.
“Your cock is so hot,” Diana said with an aroused voice as she began to grind him slowly. “Do you want more?”
“Oh hell yea. Work that pussy.”
She ground him harder as he got more aroused. Diana turned around to face him, grinding and kissing him passionately as he rubbed her breasts. The whore ground back and forth as hard she could. Gradually she started bouncing up and down on his manhood. Only Wayne’s boxers kept him from sliding in her.
“Oh Wayne, you’re such a man. I want you to use me up.”
“Good. I’m ready to fuck your face, but first, lay across my lap.”
Diana obeyed. He rubbed her ass with one hand while squeezing her tit with the other. His hand worked its way to her crotch. His hire spread her legs granting easier access. Wayne slid his finger inside fucking her in and out. Diana began to tremble. Abruptly, he took his hand off her ass.
“Oh baby, don’t stop. I want it.”
Wayne gave her a swat on the ass. She grunted. He shoved more fingers in her pus. He spanked her ass again causing her body to tremble.
“All sluts need to be spanked, especially highly paid ones.”
He proceeded to spank her ass.
“Bust your high dollar whore’s ass,” she demanded. “Do you have the balls for it.”
Chastised, Wayne spanked her ass flush red. Diana’s arousal built.
“You aren’t done punishing my ass, are you?”
“No.” He popped her with another hard
slap and buried four fingers in her dripping wet pussy.
“This is sooooo good. Don’t stop. Fuck me.” Wayne finger fucked her fast and furious. Diana’s body began to tense.
“Oh, Oh, I gonna cum I’m gonna cummmmm,” she shouted. “Don’t stop. I’m cumming clinching her pussy around his fingers.”
For a moment all she could do was pant trying to catch her breathe. As she came down from her high, Diana climbed off him and knelt between his legs pulling his boxers off. She was eager to feast on his cock.
“Let me put on a condom real quick.”
“No baby. My husband wants me to be his nasty little whore. Don’t worry. My tubes are tied. Now let me get back to work.” She didn’t wait for an answer. Opening her mouth wide she swallowed his big cock until his balls dangled on her chin. Wayne lay on his back and moaned as Diana sucked his manliness while hungrily massaging his balls. After a short time, she licked his balls trying her best to fit them in her mouth.
“Suck it baby.”
Diana licked his shaft eagerly. She had tasted him many times, but for some reason he tasted better today. Maybe it was because she didn’t have to worry about noises coming from his office, or maybe because he was in her domain, or maybe she was simply free to be the slut she craved to be. After she sucked him to rapid breathing, he was ready to explode. Abruptly, she stopped.
“Don’t leave me hanging. Finish it off.”
She got up, pulled off her G-string, and lay on the bed. She looked at him lustfully and spread her legs. “Are you ready to eat me?”
He smiled and nodded yes lowering himself between her legs and spreading her tender lips. Diana was sizzling with anticipation. When his tongue touched her clit, she rode a wave of ecstasy to the edge of a climax. He stroked her pleasure spot in an upward motion furiously with his tongue. Diana spread her arms open across the mattress and raised her ass up to meet his every stroke. Wayne raised her ass higher, sliding his tongue to her love nest. Suddenly he plunged his tongue deep inside her, trying to tongue her womb.
“Oh myyyyyy, myyyyyyy, ” cried Diana in a tense voice as she began bucking his face feverishly.
After a bit, Wayne rose up and uttered “69”. He rolled on his back. Diana straddled him lowering her delicious wetness gently on his face. Wayne started feasting on her right away. His tonguing felt so good Diana could barely focus enough to get to work on his cock. She had always been a good cocksucker, but today she was at her very best. She milked him dry taking his entire load in her mouth, neither swallowing nor letting a drop drip from her mouth.
Wayne never eased up on her pussy. He was determined to give as well as he received. Diana focused on the tonguing he was giving her as rapture built inside her. Up she went, sitting upright on his face. Wayne picked up the pace on her clit. Opening her eyes watching their activity in the mirror, Wayne suddenly shot his tongue deep in her hole. Instinctively, Diana lowered herself completely on her client’s face as her rapture overcame her.
When the tenseness of her body eased ever so slightly, she opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror, sitting with her pussy buried on some woman’s husband and a thick wad of his cum just below her lips. She reached with her tongue and licked it up.
“I really am a whore,” she thought to herself.
Wayne motioned for her to get off his face. He rose up. Diana looked deep in his eyes and slightly opened her mouth just enough for a little cum to slide down her chin. She wiped it with her finger, gliding it over her lips like lip-gloss.
Wayne smiled. Diana smiled back then opened her mouth so he could see she still had his full load. Licking her lips, she spread his cum all over them. Then she closed her mouth, looked at him, swallowed his load, and opened her mouth seeking his approval.
“Diana, you’re so nasty. I love it.”
He was so aroused he rolled her on her back and mounted her. He pierced her deep on the first thrust. Her back rose off the bed. Wayne began pounding her.
“Oh, ooooh, oooooh!”
“Come on Diana. Can’t you handle it?”
“Fuck me you bastard.” The harder he pounded, the wider her legs spread apart. “Come on. Fuck me. Fuck me. Damn it. Give it to me.” They switched positions. She climbed on top determined to master his cock again. She bucked that cock like a bull bucks a rider, screaming at the top of her voice. “Cum you bastard. Can’t you cum? Fuck this whore.”
Wayne bucked upward meeting her every thrust. Determined to finish her off, Wayne rolled her on her back and raised her ass with two pillows. Locking the bends of her knees with his elbows, he pounded her like a jackhammer.
“Cum, cum, Waynnnnnnne. Give it to this slut,” cried Diana as he fired his first of many shots deep inside her. Wayne collapsed on the bed beside her. The two stared at the ceiling mirror for some time looking at each other lying in the bed naked and used.
“Wayne, it’s time for you to get up.”
“Okay, just a couple of minutes.”
“No baby, you need to get up now. It’s one of my husband’s rules.”
“Okay,” Wayne said disappointedly.
“Don’t forget, I’m Eric’s whore. If you want to keep fucking me, you have to follow his rules.”
“I know,” he said as he climbed out of bed and got dressed. Naked, Diana walked him to the door with her arm around him. Standing on her tiptoes, she gave him a tight embrace and one last kiss.
“Rest up. I’ll be ready for you in a couple of days.” After he passed out the door, Diana locked the door and grabbed the phone to tell Eric how well it went.
Chapter 6
When Eric arrived home, he found Diana lying naked in the guestroom bed where she had fucked Wayne earlier.
“Hey sexy lady.”
“Hi, I just had to lie in the bed of my new office and savor the moment. Being paid to fuck a man is wonderful. How much I’m paid to fuck separates me from women who are just an easy bang. When men pay a lot, they expect top quality and that’s what I am, a top quality, high dollar whore.
“Let me show you,” said Diana as she spread her legs for him. Eric saw cum still oozing out of her pussy down her ass.
“You look so hot,” he said while undressing. He climbed between her legs and started fucking her.
“That’s it baby. Fuck your whore. Show me how proud you are.” Eric came quickly, not bringing her to an orgasm. Diana didn’t mind. She had cum so much earlier she didn’t think she could again. He rolled off her onto the bed. They looked at each other at the mirror on the ceiling, enjoying this milestone in their lives. After a while, Diana wanted to talk about the party Eric was planning for her.
“Honey, I have a rule about being your whore. I want them to pay.”
“I’m not paying.”
“Of course not, Eric, but just think about it. If Wayne pays $80,000 for me, I must be very desirable. For this party, I want you to invite ten men and charge them $250 each. After I have practiced taking on that many men at once, charge $500 the next time.”
“You’re right. You’re worth every dollar.”
They looked each other in the eye tenderly before kissing and fondling each other. Later, they watched the video of her lust filled afternoon tango with Wayne. Diana became elated to witness the sexual vixen she had become.
The next morning Diana began interviewing personal trainers. She wanted a female because she was afraid that she and a male trainer would do nothing but fuck. Having explained to the three female applicants that she wanted exercises that simulated common and uncommon sex positions that would build her stamina for long fuck sessions, she chose Josey not only for her knowledge as a personal trainer but her enthusiasm for Diana’s planned escapades.
At 1:00 pm, Diana met her former sorority sister Kim Sanders for lunch. She was surprised to see Diana in a very short low cut dress and such high heels.
“I haven’t seen you dress so slutty since our college days.”
“I know. A lot has happened t
he last few weeks.”
“For me too,” interrupted Kim as tears ran down her face. “I caught my husband Ryan banging his secretary in his office. The slut looks eighteen. Where does that leave women who will be thirty in two or three years, like us?”
“Are you ready to order?” asked the waiter.
“We’ll both have the shrimp and oyster platter,” answered Diana. “Listen, Kim. Your age has nothing to do with it. You aren’t eighty, not even thirty. You have beautiful blue eyes, sexy blonde hair, and a curvy hourglass figure. Remember all the men hitting on you in college. Ryan fucked his secretary because she was there. If he hadn’t fucked her, it would have been someone else.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yea,” Diana answered.
“I kicked him out of the apartment, but I miss him. I can’t help it. I still love him,” she said still crying.
“A few weeks ago I found Eric fucking a woman he picked up in our bed.”
“Did you dump him and start searching for another man? Is that the reason you’re dressed so slutty?”
“No, I didn’t dump him, but I sure thought about it. He had me so pissed I had revenge sex.”
“No way, does Eric know?”
“I made sure he did. I streamed my revenge sex to him online. I wanted him to see two large cocks taking turns at my pussy and mouth. Not only that, before we started fucking I looked straight at him, and informed that SOB that I had withdrawn all $300,000 out of our joint account and placed it in a new account in my name only.”
“I bet he was pissed.”
“He was. Especially after, I told him that if he wanted $75,000 returned, he would have to watch and describe in detail everything they did to me. When they finished me off, I looked in the camera and told him I would be home in the morning that I wanted to sleep in my cum-soaked bed and to savor my experience.
I went home with dry cum on my face, in my hair, on my thighs and pussy. We sat quietly for a while, and then he apologized. I explained that breaking our marriage vows was bad enough but doing it behind my back was worse.
“He told me he loved me,” said Diana. “I told him that I loved him too, but the fucking those two gave me was really good and that I would never be able to put it behind me. I asked if he wanted the $75,000 back. He began describing my fuck in specific details. Since then, I’ve fucked a stranger in his hotel room. Eric climbed in the same bed afterwards, and I served him sloppy seconds, his first.”
