04/07/2012
On our first anniversary, my husband invited me to have supper in a luxurious 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. I insisted I was waiting my husband. Lucky man, he replied. When my husband arrived I talked about what has happened including the offer of money. He told me I was exaggerating the amount, I argued that I was worth that and much more. I also believe so, but I doubt that someone would be prepared to disburse such an amount, he replied. I asked him if he was daring me. Yes, he said, I dare you to show me that you can get that money. If you don’t 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, if I was supposed to be a prostitute I should dress like one. 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. One 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 their erected 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 stangers 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 second, amongst screams and moans of pleasure, I had my first orgasm.
(To be continued)
I became so excited that I had to stop to be pleased
Sylvia