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Anna licked the head, she couldn’t help herself. She took hold of his giant cock, her fingers didn’t even meet, and looked Tom in the eyes.
“Degenerate whore.” Anna said, opening wide and taking the head in her mouth, running her tongue over every bit she could manage.
“Filthy little bitch. Your poor husband. You’re going to be under him, faking every second.”
It wasn’t a good blowjob. Anna prided herself on how good she gave head. Her ability to deepthroat, the gagging, how sloppy and dirty she could make it. But Tom’s cock was just too big. She couldn’t get her mouth wide enough to get it past her back teeth. She felt like a schoolgirl sucking her first dick. Clumsy and awkward.
But, she did her best. He was shaved, which made licking and sucking his balls very nice. She coated that big meat in her spit, making it nice and wet, licking it, letting it rub against her face. As bad a job as she felt she was doing, it still had her feeling more and more horny.
“Get up, lay on the bed.” Tom ordered, helping her up and laying her on her back in the middle.
Tom sat over her face, backwards, and lowered his ass right on to her mouth. Anna greedily licked away.
“Aahh, wow. You fucking like that, don’t you? Jesus, Anna. Does Mark know how much you enjoy eating a man’s ass?”
Muffled noises came out as Anna wet tongue ran all over his asshole.
“Fuck me, you dirty whore. You fucking love it. I’ve had whores do this before but they’re always a bit timid. Feels like you’re trying to get your tongue up there.” Tom pushed down on her, “God that feels good, Anna, such a bad girl.”
A muffled murmur of agreement.
Tom let her eat his ass for 5 minutes, then got off, turned around, and pulled her blindfold down. He moved the phone to the pillow next to her, about a foot away.
Then he dived down between her legs.
Anna groaned loudly into the room, rubbing her pussy against Tom’s face, her hands running through his thick, wavy hair. He’d locked onto her clit and stuffed two fingers up her. While not the expert that Dan was, he was still amazing. He was a lot rougher about it, which was just what Anna needed. She got there quickly.
“Ooo, can I cum?! Please can I cum?!” She shouted her pleas out into the room.
“Uh-huh.” Tom nodded, still working away at her
Anna let her second orgasm go. Out from her clit, through the rest of her body, with a loud “Ohhhh, da!”
Tom stayed there for another minute, licking up her fresh juice. Anna’s hands came up to her nipples, her finger nails gently racking across her tiny breasts.
Tom licked his way up. Over her navel, her ribs, then her nipples, neck, and finally licking over her lips. Anna pushed her tongue into his mouth, wrapping her legs up around him. She could feel that big cock resting on her tummy, the tip just below her belly button.
“Why don’t you get on top, Anna? Take it at your own pace?” Tom said to her.
They swapped positions, Anna feeling her way around, until she was sitting on him, his cock pointing up, against her navel. Anna stroked it against herself.
The biggest misconception that men, and a lot of women have, is that bigger is better. For Anna, that’s only true for thickness. Anything over 9 inches and it gets uncomfortable. Anna loves a guy to go balls deep, but even with 9 that can be tricky. That’s why Brian’s is pretty much perfect. 8 inches and thick.
Tom’s was a bit bigger. At 9 inches she was going to have to be careful, which is tricky because she easily gets carried away. But he was also thicker than Brian. Much thicker than anything she’d had before. It was going to feel like she was being fisted.
Anna leant forward and kissed him again, moving herself up, adjusting to get the head of his fat meat to the entrance of her dripping pussy. She rubbed her juices all over it. Feeling the thrill as it slipped around her waiting hole.
“You can still change your mind, Anna?”
“No.” She breathed at him
“That’s a good little whore. Let’s destroy that cunt, shall we? Send you back to your husband with a nice loose pussy.”
Anna started to work it in, gently letting her weight rest on him, trying to relax. Fuck he was big.
“Tell me how it feels. Before and as it goes in you.”
“God, you’re so big, I’m trying, just a little bit, aaaaaaahhh…”
It started sliding in. She could feel her pussy opening up.
“Oh, God, fuck, Tom,” she whimpered softly, “you’re so big. Slowly, mmmm, it’s stretching my pussy open, oh my God, that feels good.”
Anna had her hands on the bed, either side of Tom’s chest. Her pussy slowly swallowed up his huge, fat cock.
“Oow, that’s good, slut,” Tom said to her, holding her ass, gently pulling her down onto him. “A perfect cunt for a whore. I knew you could do it.”
With a big groan, Anna let go. Her weight and Tom’s gentle pull made the rest disappear inside of her.
“Oh my God, oh my God, wait, one second.” Anna moved her hips slowly back up. With a loud squelch, Tom’s dick came out.
She immediately slid back down on him, easier the second time. Then back up, the head still in, and all the way down. She gently loosened herself up on him.
“How is it?” Tom asked, his hands exploring every inch of her body.
“Ohh, it’s so good. Fuck it’s good. I feel completely full. Right to the top. Ahhh, Tom, it’s amazing.”
Anna slowly started to ride him up and down, her hips rising and falling steadily on that monster dick.
“Fuck you’ve got a nice tight cunt, Anna. Proper whores cunt. Maybe I can pay Brian extra? Let me put a baby in you?”
“Ooohh, God! Fuck…” Anna couldn’t believe how this felt. It was like having two cocks inside her.
“Would you like that, Anna? Would you let me breed you? Send you back to hubby knocked up?” Tom was holding her ass, helping her increase the pace. Dirty, sloppy, squelching noises were coming from her.
“Yes, yes, breed me. Fuck. Da, da, da, put your baby in me.”
Anna was getting close again.
“Mmmm, I’d fucking love to do that. Could we keep it a secret? Not tell Mark?”
“Ohh, I’m going to cum, can I cum?” Anna felt it building.
“No, Anna, no. You can’t cum yet.”
With a disappointed groan, Anna slowed down. She contented herself with kissing Tom’s neck and nibbling on his ear.
“Tell me, Anna,” Tom started, “How long have you been married?”
Anna was almost grateful for the questions, it helped take her mind off the denied orgasm that had built up. Almost. That gigantic cock stuffing her full was hard to ignore.
“Nine years. It was nine years in May.” She was still slowly working her pussy up and down his cock.
“And you’ve only been seeing Brian this year?”
“Yes”
“Is Brian the first person you’ve cheated on Mark with? I struggle to believe he’s the only one?”
Anna hesitated.
“No, erm, yes, Brian.”
Tom’s right hand moved from her ass to her throat. Anna did a half gasp, half sigh, as he gently squeezed.
“Don’t fucking lie to me.” He wasn’t angry as he said it, just very dominant. “You’ve done all these crazy things with Brian in these last months. You’re clearly a hyper sexual little slut. I don’t believe that you put up with bad, or non-existent sex, for 8 years.”
Tom, holding her by the throat with one hand, his other gripping her ass cheek, suddenly pulled her off his cock. The wet sound as he left her pussy was very loud.
“Ohhh, God,” Anna pleaded, “please put it back in.”
Anna was trying to push back down, but Tom held onto her, squeezing her throat just a tiny bit more.
“No, no.” Tom said, holding her still. “The truth first. Did you cheat on Mark before you started seeing Brian?”
“Yes,” Anna whispered. She’d never told anyone, not even Brian, but she needed that cock back inside her.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Yes.” She said it louder.
“Good girl,” and he lowered her back onto his cock.
It felt incredible. Anna groaned as it filled her back up, surprised at how easy he was going inside her now. She felt even more slutty, knowing her pussy had loosened up so much.
“Does Mark know?” Tom asked
“No.”
“Not so fast, take it slow.”
Anna had started to try and fuck him faster, but slowed again at Tom’s words. This was torture. He still had his hand around her throat. The feeling of it made her so submissive to him.
“How many different men, Anna?” Tom asked. She knew he wasn’t going to let her cum until she’d told him everything.
“Two. One a few weeks after we got married, the other about 4 years ago on a girl’s night out.” Please let that be enough.
“Two weeks after you got married? Wow. Was he not giving it to you even back then?” Tom’s left hand was running over her breasts now, squeezing them, pulling on her nipples, his right still firmly around her throat. She could feel her collar digging into her skin.
“He was too drunk on our wedding night. I found him passed out on the bed. Then we got busy moving into our new flat and working, so we didn’t have sex for the first month until after we moved in.” Anna explained.
Despite Tom’s instructions, she was bringing her ass down in such a way that his cock was rubbing her g-spot. She desperately wanted to touch her clit.
Anna couldn’t believe she was telling him this. Her extremely heightened arousal and Tom’s dominant hand around her throat was making her talk. She was also getting a big thrill out of it, having never been able to share it with anyone before.
“Go on, tell me everything.” Tom insisted
“I had to go to the Russian embassy in London to do my visa stuff.” Anna was struggling, but concentrating on the story helped. “I was late getting there so I had to come back the next morning. I stayed at a friend’s house, with him and his wife, for the night.”
“Mmm, a threesum?” Tom pushed up into her, making her gasp.
“Ohh, yes, I mean, sort of. His wife liked to watch, then joined in for a bit.” Anna was leaving a big detail out, but she hoped he wouldn’t notice. “Then, later, after we’d all gone to bed, he snuck into my room to fuck me again, without his wife knowing.”
“Mmm, dirty bastard. I bet you fucking loved that?” Tom’s hand had moved away from her throat. He was now holding her ass, controlling the speed.
“Wait, does that mean that this guy was the one who consummated your marriage? Not Mark?” Tom questioned her.
“Ohhh,” Anna moaned from the slow fucking she was getting, “Yes.”
“Wow. And he doesn’t even know?” Tom paused, “Do you wish Mark was a better fuck, Anna?”
“Yes,” she moaned back
“Say it.”
“Oh, God, I wish he was a better fuck.”
Tom had picked up the pace, Anna was getting close. Her pussy was just leaking juice all down Tom’s balls.
Tom slowed again, and Anna let out a frustrated whimper.
“And the second? The night out?”
It took a moment for Anna to gather her thoughts, this was too much, she needed to cum.
“I can’t remember much, I was drunk. Some doorman took me round the back of a bar and fucked me against the wall.”
“You dirty little cunt. Did you use a condom?”
“I don’t remember.” She felt like a slut.
“And your friend, in London? You must remember if he did.”
“Yes, I mean, no. He didn’t use a condom.”
Tom had picked up the pace. He was bringing his cock up into her, holding her as he fucked her from underneath.
“I know you love anal, Anna. Did you friend fuck your ass or your pussy?”
“Both,” she groaned. It came out loud.
“Good girl,” Tom pulled her down onto him. “Sit up, take your reward, you’ve earned it.”
Anna sat straight up, feeling his cock against her cervix. Normally that would be uncomfortable, but she was so turned on that the feeling just added to her pleasure.
She grinded her hips forward and back. Fast and hard, her orgasm building quickly.
Anna came within minutes. The desperately needed orgasm washed through her, taking some of the edge off. But, as she came down from it, she knew she needed more. Tom had spent way too long teasing her. One orgasm was not going to do it.
“Turn over, hands and knees like a proper whore.”
Tom pulled out and Anna dropped forward onto her hands. A dirty wet fart sound came out of her, “Oh, God” Anna said, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Tom slapped her ass as he moved behind her. “ Good girl. The sound of a proper slag’s cunt.”
Tom pulled off her heels, throwing them on the floor, and rubbed his cock on her entrance.
“Fuck. Your little cunt is gaping open.” He said, before pushing himself back in.
Anna cried out from this sudden deep thrusting, both from pleasure and pain. He was too big. His steady fucking was hitting her cervix.
“Oh, God, wait, too big, sorry.” She panted, raising herself up.
“That’s OK, baby.” Tom said, kissing her neck, “Move forward, that’s hit, hold onto the headboard, we’ll fuck like this.”
Tom started moving in and out slower, but still pushing in deep. It felt much better. Plus he was pushing her g-spot every time he thrust in or out. God, he was massive.
“Better?” Tom asked, whispering into her ear, licking it as he did. Tom moved the phone to sit on the head board, not far from Anna’s right hand.
“Ooo, yes, that’s so good.” She pushed back into him. “Harder, you can fuck me harder. My pussy is yours. All bought and paid for.”
“Yeah, enjoy it, you easy slut,” Tom said as he held her hips, starting to pick up the pace. “You’re a real prostitute now, Anna. One of those special whores who loves her work.”
“Yes, fuck me like I’m a whore.” Anna panted back at him.
“You are a whore. My whore. You’re gonna have a lot of men pay to fuck you, but you’ll always remember your first.”
Tom took his hands off her hips. He brought his left up under her arm to take hold of her throat again, and the right went down to her clit.
He started slowly, gently, building her up.
“I want you to do something for me, Anna.” Tom said into her right ear. “I’ve let you cum way more than you should have. I think you owe me.”
“Mmm, yes, anything.” Anna purred back at him.
“When you get home, I want you to lie to Mark.” He said it loudly, no longer whispering into her ear.
“What do you want me to do?” Anna tilted her head back, rubbing her cheek against his.
“He’s going to want to know what we did. Tell him my cock was average. About 5 inches. Tell him I was dominant, but you couldn’t cum properly because I wasn’t big enough.”
“Oohh, ok.” For some reason this really turned her on.
“Tell him you’ve been looking forward to fucking him. Having a nice big cock in you.” Tom continued, “When he enters you, if you can’t feel him, tell him he feels big. Tell him the opposite to what it feels like. And fake an orgasm for him. Tell him he’s the best sex you’ve ever had. Can you do that for me, Anna?”
“Mmm, yes, baby, I’ll do that.”
“Promise me.”
“I promise.”
Tom suddenly started fucking harder, putting more pressure on her clit.
“Ooohhh God!” Anna shouted, the combination of it all, the physical pleasure plus his words, sending her into overdrive.
“That’s it, Anna, be a whore. Your poor husband. Pathetic little fuck married to a dirty, easy, lying prostitute.” Tom said it loud enough to be heard over her wailing.
Anna was yelling into the room.
“Can I cum! Please! I need to cum!”
“Yes! Shout “Sorry Mark” while you’re cumming! Understand, whore?”
“Da! DA! DA!” Anna was lost in it. She knew she was going to squirt.
Tom fucked her faster. He rubbed his fingers, slick for her juice, as fast as he could across her clit. He squeezed her throat tight.
“Aaaahhhhhh!” Anna screamed. “I’M SORRY MARK! I’M SORRY!”
She pushed her hands back, lifting herself off of Tom’s big dick, and just squirted all of his pillows. It covered the inside of her thighs. Anna reached down to hold her pussy as the intense orgasm shook her. She was quivering all over, her thighs spasming uncontrollably, while she made animal noises. She saw spots. It felt almost too much for her body to take.
“Oh you dirty cunt, look at that. Fuck.” Tom said behind her. Anna barely heard him.
She was still cumming, her body totally at the mercy of this amazingly orgasm. Tom grabbed her and flipped her onto her back.
He was on her and inside of her before she knew what was happening.
“NO! WAIT!” She screamed. Her body was still in the midst of this intense feeling, her legs still trembling. Her pussy was way too sensitive to be touched right now.
Tom didn’t wait. He grabbed her wrists as she tried to push him off, pinning them above her head.
“Oh no, oh no, oh no,” Anna panted, totally out of breath. Her screams had gone, the air left her lungs, as Tom just started fucking her.
“You’re fucking cunt is mine,” he growled into her ear, “I paid for it! It’s my turn to cum. That’s what you’re here for!”
It didn’t take him long. The aggressive, hard fucking he gave her ended with him shouting “FUCK!”, and pushing as deep inside her as he could manage.
Anna felt his cock twitch hard, over and over, as he emptied himself into her.
“Ah yeah! Ah yeah! Ahhhh!” He groaned into her ear.
Anna was almost in shock from it, but, almost out of instinct, wrapped her still shaking legs around the back of his. She’d stopped struggling and just let him pump his seed into her. She closed her eyes under her blindfold, concentrating on the feel of that massive cock twitching away.
Tom just stayed on her, exhausted. He let go of her wrists, bringing them down to her hair, which he gently stroked, as he breathed heavily into the wet pillow.
Anna could feel the wetness from the squirt soaked pillow on the back of her head and neck. She pulled her legs up a bit more, wanting Tom to stay inside her until he was completely empty. Anna stroked his back with one hand, the hair on the back of his head with the other.
Tom lifted his head, pulled her blindfold up, and looked at her.
“Sorry. I got carried away. Are you OK?”
Anna smiled a tired smile, “Yes, that was amazing.”
They kissed for a bit. As they kissed, Anna could feel that monster inside her start to shrink.
Eventually Tom pulled out. He reached up and grabbed his phone. It lit up, then he closed it.
I listened to every word, before Tom suddenly hung up.
The humiliation of what I just heard stung. It wasn’t just finding out that she’d been faking it during sex, or that she’d cheated, twice, before. It was that she’d told someone else behind my back.
Even so, my cock was so hard. Tom was right. No matter what humiliating things Anna had said, I didn’t do anything. Didn’t unmute and shout out to her. I didn’t even hang up. I just laid there, listening as she said all that stuff to a total stranger who had paid to fuck her.
I wanked off immediately. Shot cum over my t-shirt. It didn’t help. Now I felt ashamed and my cock was still hard.
I stripped off, put my clothes in the laundry basket, got back on the bed, and waited.
Was she going to lie to me? Or was she just saying what Tom wanted to hear?
Tom came back into the bedroom from the en suite, putting a dressing gown on.
“I text Brian. He said it’s late and he’s gone to bed. That you’re to get an Uber and remove the collar when you get home.” Tom told her. “Brian said he’d text Mark, let him know you’ll be back in about an hour.”
Anna had gotten dressed. She could feel her panties were already soaked from Tom’s cum. Her pussy was so loose that there was no chance she could keep it in so she didn’t even try.
“I’ve already ordered it.” Tom informed her. “We’ll wait for it downstairs.”
They went down and Anna collected her jacket and bag from the bottom step where Tom had left it. She was a bit unsteady as she walked. The combination of her heels and the hard fucking she’d just received made it difficult to walk.
Anna pulled out her hairbrush. Tom went to sit in the living room, waiting for her, while she sorted her hair out in the mirror next to the front door.
Her pussy was throbbing. She felt thoroughly satisfied with everything Tom had done to her. The pent up frustration of the past few days was replaced with a calm contentment. Anna hoped this wasn’t the last time she saw him. The thought of trying to get that cock in her ass made her nipples liven up.
She heard a car pull up outside and Tom came out from the room he’d been waiting in.
“Uber’s here already. I was hoping to chat a bit before it arrived, but…” he shrugged.
“I had an amazing time, Tom. Thank you.” She stepped forward to him, looked up and slipped her arms around his shoulders.
Tom kissed her, gently, as he caressed her ass.
“You were worth every penny.” He said, breaking off the kiss. “I’ll contact Brian, see if we can arrange a second date.”
Anna smiled, “I’ll talk him into it.”
Anna kissed him again and turned to the door. Tom opened it and she walked, tried to walk, to her Uber. Tom watched her go, making sure she got into the car OK.
It wasn’t until Anna got to the window that she realised she didn’t have the car details, didn’t know the driver’s name.
The passenger window came down, “Hi, I’m Simon.” She heard him say.
“I’m sorry, he didn’t tell me your name, I’ll just go back and ask.” Anna said as she bent down to look through.
She saw the driver and recognised him as the same one who picked them up earlier.
“It’s fine. I dropped you earlier, remember? Get in, I’ll take you home.”
She hesitated for a brief second. He’d watched them in his mirror. He’d heard certain things. Anna remembered that she still had her collar on. She was supposed to obey any man. He’d told her to get in.
Anna started to open the backdoor.
“It’s ok, you can get in the front.”
Shit. She was tired and just wanted to go home. Hopefully that’s all that would happen, but the way he asked her to get in the front…
Anna closed the backdoor and did as she was told. She put her seat belt on as Simon spun the car around and they drove off.
Anna was trying to remember if Tom had talked about the collar when they were in the car? What had he said? She was quite drunk at the time and it was difficult to remember.
“Good night?” Simon asked, casually.
“Yes, thanks,” Anna smiled back. What was it Tom had said when he put the collar on her? Did he mention her “ free use” instructions then or at the house?
They drove for 10 minutes before Simon said anything else.
“That was quite the show you treated me to on the way there.”
Anna blushed, starting to remember.
“Er, yeah, Tom was impatient.”
“I could tell!” Simon laughed, “He said something about that collar? What does it say? Sex slave?”
Anna’s heart rate increased a bit. She now knew that he knew. He was testing the waters, seeing if he could have a go on her. She felt both tired and aroused again. “You dirty bitch.” She thought to herself. Anna decided to just lay it all out.
“It’s a slave collar. My Bull gave it to me. He’s the one who pimped me out to Tom for tonight.” Anna glanced at him, then down to her legs. She’d forgotten to hold her skirt down, the stocking tops were clear for him to see.
“While I wear it I have to do anything any man tells me to. I’ve been instructed to keep it on until I’m back home.” Anna wasn’t sure if her pussy was getting wet again or not. Tom really had ruined it. She was well aware of her hard nipples though.
“Wow. Fuck. That’s crazy.” Simon said, “And you do that? Obey any man? Do whatever they want?”
“Yes.” Anna decided to just put it on a plate for him. She was a proper whore now, after all. “An Uber driver fucked me the first time I wore it. Told me to get naked on his back seat, so I did exactly what he wanted.”
“Jesus. Sounds like my lucky night.” Simon smiled at her. “You know, my last job was supposed to be an hour ago, but I hung around the area, hoping you’d need another lift.”
He moved his hand across, putting it on her thigh, stroking as he said it.
“And you’re married?” Simon asked.
“Yes.” Anna parted her legs a bit for him.
“You wearing your wedding ring?”
Anna showed him her left hand.
“That’s fucking hot.” Simon said, his hand still stroking her thigh, “You know, I’ve never fucked a married woman before, and definitely never a prostitute.”
“Tonight was my first time.” Anna replied, “Tom was my first ever client.”
“Wow. Did you like it?”
“Yes, I loved it. It felt very dirty.” Anna paused, thinking. “I should probably tell you, Tom had an extremely big cock. So, if you want to fuck my pussy I’m going to be very loose.”
“Fuck. Wow. So, what you saying? Just a blowjob? I thought I got to do whatever I wanted? Ain’t that the rules?”
“You can. I only meant that Tom hasn’t fucked my ass. That should still be nice and tight. But I’ll happily give you a blowjob as well, if you want?” Anna wanted it in the ass. Her pussy was way too loose, she knew, and all this talk had made her horny again.
“Oh fuck, definitely. I’d love to fuck you in the ass. I’ll find somewhere to park up.”
Simon kept driving for another 20 minutes. She saw them pass plenty of decent, discreet places, but he seemed to have somewhere in mind.
The “somewhere” turned out to be another lay-by off the main road. It was discreet, hidden from the road by large trees and plenty of bushes. Simon pulled in and Anna noticed it was a lay-by for truck drivers. Lots of cabs with their trailers filled most of the spots.
It was past midnight, almost 1am. The lay-by was pitch black, with no street lamps, and all the trucks looked deserted, their occupants obviously fast asleep.
Simon drove slowly, eventually finding a spot in between two big trucks towards the end. He parked and turned off the engine.
Without saying anything, he turned on the interior light and got out. He walked around the front of the car and opened Anna’s door. She stood up, he closed it behind her, and opened the backdoor. Anna went to sit down.
“Wait,” Simon said, “Take your clothes off. Stand right there and take everything off.”
He had his cock out through his fly and was stoking it. He was about six inches. “Not bad for my first anal in two weeks.” she thought.
She undid her blouse, throwing it onto the seat behind her. She turned, and slid her skirt down, sticking her ass out at him as she did. Next came the bra, then, slowly, she removed her panties. She placed her clothes with the rest, but carefully laid her panties down. They had a thick blob of cum on them which she’d felt escaping her pussy as she got out of the car. With no lube handy, she figured Tom’s cum would do.
“Fuck, you’re fucking hot.” Simon said, cock in hand.
He stepped forward and started to grope her. It was like he was feeling up a sex doll. He pushed his tongue into her mouth. Anna sucked on it as she reached down to grip his cock.
He soon sat her on the edge of the seat and pushed his cock in her mouth. Anna greedily sucked it, enjoying the feeling of it as she took it down her throat.
“Oh yeah, dirty slut, that’s fucking good,” he whispered at her.
Anna heard a door open and slam shut, followed shortly by footsteps in the gravel, heading their way. She was suddenly aware that not only was the car lighting up the area around them, but she was also making loud slurping noises as she deepthroated Simon.
A short, tubby guy walked up and stood next to Simon, he was well into his 50’s.
“Very nice,” he said quietly, “She yours or a whore?”
“She’s mine,” Simon replied, holding Anna’s hair as he slowly face fucked her. “I’m driving her home to her husband. Thought I’d fuck her in the ass before dropping her off.”
“Lovely, yeah, very lovely.” The guy had his cock out as well, he was about 5 inches, a bit smaller than Simon. “She takes it up the ass?”
“Yeah, fucking loves it. Proper dirty slag she is. Loves it rough.” Simon had taken his cock out and was rubbing it across her face. “You wanna go first? Dump a load in her?”
“Definitely,”
Simon stepped back and the new guy moved it.
“Turn around.” He said to her,
Anna was so turned on. She hadn’t expected this. Clearly Simon knew where he’d bought her.
As she started to turn, wondering what position would be best, Simon said, “Hang on.”
He opened the boot and got two folded up blankets out. He placed them on the ground, in front of the opened backdoor.
“Kneel on them.”
Anna got on her knees and scooped Tom’s quickly drying cum off her panties. She put her hand between her legs and rubbed it on her ass. Then she pushed two fingers in her pussy, pulled them out, and pushed one in her ass. She hoped she’d got some cum out, but it was difficult to know with her pussy the way it was.
“Fucking bend over,” the trucker said, pushing the back of her head down to the seat.
Anna put her cheek to the seat, hands flat either side. She felt his cock around her pussy lips, but couldn’t tell if he went inside her or not.
“Bitch is soaking wet.” He said
Then he pushed into her ass
Anna gasped. It was tight.
“Yeah, fuck, tight fucking hole you’ve got.” He growled from behind, “Yeah, take it up the ass, dirty little slut.”
He just started fucking. Anna started moaning louder. The guy didn’t give a shit if she was enjoying it or not.
He took a handful of hair with one hand, the other he used to pull her right ass cheek wider. He didn’t say anything as he fucked her, just pumped away at her tight hole.
Anna was making too much noise, she knew, but she could help it.
The guy pushed deep, grunted a bit as he unloaded, then pulled out. Anna felt another guy go straight in. He felt bigger. She looked back, expecting to see Simon, but instead saw another old guy. Anna didn’t say anything, she just let him use her.
He had both hands on her ass cheeks, stretching her open, as he silently fucked her. It didn’t take him long to finish. With a “Yeah, fuck!”, he pushed in, pulled out, then pushed back in. He held it for maybe 10 seconds before pulling out.
Simon was next. With her ass opened up he went in her easily.
“God, you really are a dirty bitch. Fuck. Two fucking loads in your ass and you just stay there, fucking taking it.”
Anna put her skirt in her mouth and bit down, trying to muffle her moans. As much fun as this was, she didn’t want to attract any more attention. She wanted to get home to Mark.
Simon fucked her as hard as he could for about 5 minutes, then pulled out.
“Turn around!”
Anna quickly spun around and opened her mouth. Simon put his cock straight in and Anna felt his warm cum over her tongue. She swallowed it as he came, three nice squirts into her mouth. She sucked him, squeezing out whatever was left in his cock.
“Mmm, fuck, that was good.” He said, putting his cock away. “Get dressed, let’s go.”
Anna went to get dressed but realised her bra and panties had gone. One of those pervert truckers must have stolen them! So she just put her blouse and skirt on.
She sat in the car and crossed her legs. Anna had no idea if any cum was left in her pussy but she didn’t want it leaking out onto Simon’s seat.
They chatted for a bit on the way back. Simon was fascinated by all the stuff Anna had done for her Bull.
They pulled up on the drive at about 2am.
“Give me a blowjob before you go, I’m fucking hard again.” Simon said.
He wasn’t even asking, Anna realised, watching him undo his jeans and pull them to his knees.
“God, I hope the neighbours don’t see this.” She thought.
Anna leant over and sucked him off. She used all her tricks to get him there quickly. Even so, it still took 10 minutes.
She left the car, with the taste of Simon’s cum fresh in her mouth. He drove off before she even got to the front door.
Anna went straight upstairs, remembering what Tom had told her.
I heard the front door open and close as Anna got home. She entered the bedroom looking tired but with that look in her eye, and a naughty smile playing across her face.
I was naked, having knelt down on the floor, next to the bed, when I heard her come into the house.
Anna stripped, and I saw she wasn’t wearing underwear. She must have left it at Tom’s. Had he kept it as a souvenir? She also had her slave collar on.
She removed that, kicked off her heels, sat on the bed in front of me, legs opened wide. Her pussy looked very used. She smelt of perfume, booze, and sex.
“How was it?” I asked, heart beating hard, cock stiff.
“It was fun, but let me tell you about the Uber home first!”
I ate her pussy as she told me about her driver, Simon. That he’d originally picked them up from the bar, how Tom had exposed her, the things he said, and how Simon had waited around in the hope of picking her up again. She told me about the conversation, how she’d basically offered herself up to him. That he took her to a lay-by where two truckers had fucked her ass first before Simon took her, finishing in her mouth.
In between she kept saying how good my pussy eating felt. She said she was super horny still.
She told me that she’d just given Simon a final blowjob, before pulling me up and kissing me, asking if I could taste him.
Then I ate her ass out. She told me about the date, how Tom had gotten her drunk, that she’d let him finger her and expose her to the waiter. How he’d probably told his work mates and they stared at her as they left.
Once her ass was cleaned we laid next to each other, under the covers. We kissed a bit while she went into more detail about the car ride to Tom’s, continuing the story up to his bedroom.
Everything so far matched up with what I’d listened to. Anna told me how she was desperate to cum, but Tom wouldn’t let her, instead wanting to know about how she met Brian and what the sex was like. She didn’t say anything about how she told him that Brain was her best fuck. “No big deal.” I thought.
Then we got to the part where she was on her knees and seeing his cock for the first time. This was the moment. Part of me wanted her to tell me the truth, the other, more masochistic part, wanted her to lie.
“He wasn’t that big,” Anna looked me right in the eye as she said it. If I hadn’t already heard everything, I would have believed her. “He was probably a bit over 5 inches, maybe 6, and not very thick.”
Fuck. She was really doing it. I was tempted to fuck her right then, but that sick side of me wanted to hear it all. Hear her lie to my face.
“He was very dominant, and the stuff he said was such a turn on, but the actual sex was kind of boring.” She told me.
She went on to tell me different things he said, how he gripped her throat. She said she had to make herself cum, but it left her wanting more. She went into detail about how it felt knowing she was having sex for money. She said that was a massive turn on.
“Come on, put that hard cock in me.” She whispered as we kissed.
I rolled her onto her back and got on top. My cock slid straight into her.
“Fuck you’re so wet, baby,” I whispered into her ear. She felt loose.
“Mmm, I’ve missed that. You feel so big.” She murmured at me, wrapping her legs around. “It’s nice to feel a big cock in me again. Fuck me, sweetie, you’ve not had me for two weeks.”
“Oh God, baby, you feel so good.”
“Mmm, go on, fuck me, fuck your whore wife. Your cock feels so big.”
I almost came, but managed to hold off. I wanted to hear more. I wanted her to lie to me. I wanted to see her fake an orgasm, see if I could tell.
Anna moved on top and rode me hard. Moaning and rocking the bed.
“Does that feel good? I love the fact that you’re a real fucking prostitute now.” I was pulling her nipples hard as I said it.
“Oh yeah, it feels good, your cock is amazing. I loved being a whore. When Tom say he’d paid for me, with the driver listening, it was so fucking hot!” She was riding me hard, sitting straight up, hands on my stomach, pushing her hips forward and back fast.
I slipped out of her a lot. After the fifth time I bent her over and fucked her gaping pussy as hard as I could.
“Oh yeah, that’s it, fuck your whore, claim me back, baby, make my pussy yours again! God, you feel so hard!”
She had her hand between her legs, rubbing her clit.
“Oh, God, I’m cumming!”
I didn’t say anything, I just kept fucking.
“Yes, oh, yes, that feels so good, don’t stop!”
I honestly couldn’t tell if she came or not. I, however, did cum. I pushed deep, the humiliation of it making me cum harder. My balls ached as I came for the third time that night.
We collapsed next to each other and Anna put her head on my chest. We fell asleep.
I woke up later to find Anna sucking my cock.
It wasn’t until a month or so later that she finally told me the truth about everything. Her past, the night with Tom, and more.
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