Dee:
My husband’s new bar and brothel
was coming along nicely. Still much work to do but I was starting to like the
designs. Seeing them on paper is one thing but watching the builders put it
together is quite another.
However, you can’t just have a
few plans and some strong builders put together a brothel and bar in any town,
let alone this one. There is always some red tape to cut through and part of
that bureaucracy is getting licences to operate, be that for selling alcohol or
even for the brothel. Prostitution is legal but there is always red tape!
The trouble is, the city’s
offices are somewhat corrupt; the officials always seem to want to get
something out of anything, they love getting their beaks wet and my husband, a
legitimate businessman, is all too familiar with greasing the wheels.
Today, he was visiting with a
number of city council members, looking to get the relevant paperwork so he can
open and operate his new brothel and bar.
I don’t like to get involved in such meetings, I let him deal with the
idiots in suits but I am always very much involved behind the scenes. I had
plans that day to go to the gym and as my husband headed down to the bar to
meet the council officials he asked me to drop by and say good bye before I
headed to the gym for my work out.
I made my way down to the bar as
he was in the middle of answering a question from the officials;
“Is the CCTV operational?” He
said, looking around and pointing to some of the cameras in the bar area “Once
the electrics have all been installed, we will be pretty well covered, however,
as you can see, we are still in the construction phase and many of our systems
are far from complete.”
I smiled to myself as I entered
the bar as that was a great way of not actually answering the question while
appearing to answer it fully. This seemed to even please the officials, who
never are the smartest bunch, from what we have seen.
It was then my husband saw me
entering the bar “Ah sweetheart come, come meet our guests.” Heads turned and
widened as I sauntered in, wearing my tight gym clothes. I stood beside my
husband and he held me close.
“Gentlemen, meet my wife, Dee..”
He smiled proudly at me as I smiled warmly at the city officials. Their eyes
were wandering over me lewdly “Hmm nice to meet you.” One of them said with a
lewd grin on his lips. I smiled back and fluttered my lashes. I knew what they
were thinking.
“Dee, here is going to the
brothels’ headline whore. Aren’t you sweetheart?” He smiled proudly down at me.
I nodded back with a bright smile and looked up at him. The official’s eyes
quickly darted to my husband as they couldn’t believe what they were hearing.
“Really? Your own wife is going to work as a whore here?”
I laughed and, as my husband smiled
down at me, it was clear he wanted me to answer and I did. Casually and proudly
I nodded and shrugged “Of course. I can’t wait to get going. I’m so excited!” I
said, widening my big green eyes and lightly swaying my hips.
“This whole thing was her idea!”
My husband added as he held me close and the gentlemen eyed me once more.
I was curious now, what had my
husband planned? I knew he was going to grease the wheels of bureaucracy with
this meeting, we both knew that nothing happens in this town without a bribe
but did he have other ideas?
He looked down at me with a
wicked grin as the officials slowly eyed me, undressing me with their eyes as
they imagined me working in my own brothel.
“Say gentlemen, why don’t you all
have a free sample?” My husband chuckled. I had to do a double take and look up
at him but before I, or anyone, said anything he continued “I’m sure you’d all
appreciate a personal taste of how my wife can entertain her clients, right?” I
looked to the gathered officials and their grins grew wider. So this was his
plan; offering me up to ‘sweeten the deal’ huh? I certainly wasn’t going to say
no and I started to realise why he wanted me to pop down before I headed to the
gym.
Before I had the chance to agree
and offer myself, my husband could see they were interested but he decided to
give them a little extra ‘push’. He quickly hooked one of his hands around my
throat and under my chin, forcefully angling my chin upwards and he quickly
unbuttoned my tight work out top. My large, rounded, dark breasts bounced free
and proud.
I was so excited by the sudden
display by my husband; treating me like his own personal whore and plaything to
show off. It was an amazing feeling as he displayed me for the officials.
He didn’t stop there; he reached
down and firmly yanked my tight yoga pants down, perfectly exposing my pierced
pussy. He was displaying me as if I was merchandise and he was the sales man
trying to convince his customers to make their ‘purchase’.
“As you can see, gentlemen, Dee
is the perfect whore! These large firm breasts and that tight black pussy will
keep our client’s fully entertained all night long and she’ll be more than
happy to give you more than just a teaser!” He grinned from under the brim of
his hat.
I love to be objectified and my
husband knew exactly how to excite that part of me. With his strong fingers dug
into my throat firmly, my chin angled up as he displayed me to these unknown
council officials, I utterly felt like nothing more than a sex object at that
exact moment. It was wonderful because it was also fully unexpected.
A shiver of delight ran through
me as the officials’ eyes widened and focused on my smooth, dark skin. A few
moments later the lead official looked at his colleagues and then back to my
husband;
“Well, it would be rude to refuse
your hospitality. I think I speak for the three of us when I say we’d be happy
to fully sample what your bar and brothel would offer when operational. We are
nothing if not thorough!” He chuckled.
My eyes darted between the three
men, now crowded closer around us and they all seemed more than in agreement.
So this was my husband’s plan; he wanted these officials to fuck me and sample
the brothel’s merchandise huh? Well, I wasn’t going to disappoint!
My husband let me go and firmly
pushed me towards the officials with his palm flat between my shoulder blades.
I quickly wiggled out of my clothing and looked up at the three officials.
“eeny meenie minie.. mo!” I
giggled as I pointed my manicured finger between the men, falling on one of the
officials.
He had dark hair but bleached
tips, I thought to myself that style went out of fashion in the 90’s and it was
clear this guy fancied himself as a bit of ‘trend setter’. With his patched
tweed jacket he was clearly trying to look more important than he actually was.
However, I couldn’t help but notice a gold band on his left ring finger. Ah
well it seemed some poor girl had fallen for his ‘charm’ and agreed to marry
him. Some women are so naïve; I bet she believes him to be more than faithful.
Poor fool!
As he grinned broadly and puffed
out his chest, I could tell he was somewhat nervous and trying to act cool. His
colleagues encouraged him to ‘put me to work!’ I flashed a playful smile as I
perched myself on a nearby bar stool, pushing out my rounded ass and leaning on
the bar table. I offered my plump black pussy for the city official and he
positioned himself behind me.
Meanwhile, my husband stepped
back “I’ll leave you gentlemen to enjoy what Dee has to offer, I have a
briefcase to prepare for you.” The lead official merely nodded as his attention
seemed to be elsewhere. My husband flashed me an approving wink and smile
before he slowly slipped away.
It seemed he had other plans I
was not aware of. However, for now, it seemed my job was to keep these men
occupied and as ‘tweed guy’ guided his fat white cock into my eager pussy and
gripped my shoulder, I was more than happy to play my part!
It didn’t take long for ‘tweed
guy’ to get into the swing of fucking a free whore! He seemed to enjoy my
black, pierced pussy as his hips slammed into my plump, rounded ass cheeks. His
married cock buried deep into me and caused me to shudder and moan. I won’t deny
it; his cock was certainly hitting the right spots. I would comment that his
wife is surprisingly lucky but I somehow don’t think he fucks his wife like he
fucked me!
He reached around with both hands
and roughly gripped my throat and side of my face. He roughly angled my head up
and to the side as she squeezed my throat tight. With one of his fingers jammed
into my mouth he really got motivated to fuck me. He was particularly eager to
make the most out of me.
This is what a whore is for; you
can fuck her like you’d never fuck your wife! You make love to your wife but
you FUCK a whore and he was certainly doing the latter!
There were shouts of
encouragement from his colleagues but then one pulled out a cell phone and
started to hold it up in our direction. The lead official noticed that and
angrily batted the phone out of his hands; “What the fuck do you think you are
doing?” He screamed at his subordinate.
“Chill man, just making a record
of my boy nailing that whore!” He replied, a little shocked at the lead
official’s actions
“Have you got shit for brains?!
Who you going to show that to?”
“I dunno, my gym bros maybe!” he
replied sheepishly.
“You fucking idiot! If those pics
get out we’re all fucked. Jesus! First time fucking a hoe huh?”
The ‘meat head’ seemed pretty
beaten back but he knew his superior was right. “Sorry, I didn’t..”
“Yeh you never think, that’s your
problem. Just watch and wait your turn, then just make a god damn mental note
like the rest of us. That pretty little fiancée of yours wont accidently find a
‘mental note’ will she?!”
I would have laughed at the
exchange but I was far too busy being firmly nailed by the denim and tweet clad
married official.
My tits were bouncing beautifully
as he had me pushed against the bar table, over the bar stool and with the
ferociousness of his fucking, it was inevitable that soon he blasted my inner
walls with thick, sticky spunk.
He pulled out of me once he had
emptied both barrels inside my cum hungry pussy and let go of me. I caught my
breath and the meat head exclaimed “Bro, did you just nut in that whore?!”
Tweed guy seemed a little worried
for a moment but I piped up.
“Oh guys, don’t worry about it.”
I said with a smile “creampies are going to be more than encouraged here and
protection is 100% off limits, part of our appeal.” I smirked with a flick of
my brows.
The officials looked at each
other as if they couldn’t believe their luck!
“Well if that’s the case!...”
Barked the meat head and he stepped forward. He pushed the tweed guy out of the
way as he started to tuck his cum slathered cock back into his pants “Imma
‘bout to give this whore a gut full ‘o cum!”
I spun around on the bar stool
and parted my thighs, offering the meat head my pussy as I leant back against
the bar table. “How can I refuse such an offer?” I purred as I flashed him a
‘come hither’ smirk.
I swung my leg over his shoulder
as he quickly shoved his long, thick white dick into me without a second of
thought or hesitation.
“You want a cunt full of cum, whore?”
He growled at me as he shoved his hips forward.
“Fuck yes!” I cooed “Both balls
and don’t hold back!”
I felt that thick white dick
drive deep into me and watched the expression on his face as he bottomed out
inside me. “Damn! This one quality cunt!” He laughed as he started to thrust.
I grunted softly as his crown
nudged deep inside me “Only the best pussy on offer here, Sir!” I cooed between
moans.
Once ‘meat head’s’ Balls slammed
against my thighs and his crown buried deep into my belly, he reached to wrap
his hand around my throat. With his thumb gripping my cheek, he went to town!
I was forced against the bar
table as he started to thrust, slamming his long, thick dick, deep into me. I
imagined his fiancée was a pretty but empty
headed bimbo but it was more obvious that this guy was not shy in cheating on
her.
The way he used me and the
degrading words that escaped his lips, proved to me, I was certainly NOT the
first whore he’d put to work. He seemed more than comfortable balls deep in
paid pussy and I was rocking my hips in time to his thrusts, meeting his
powerful hips as I moaned lewdly.
He had full disregard for me. I
was nothing more than a hole to sink himself into and was thoroughly enjoying
being put to work by this muscled meat head.
“Jesus!” exclaimed the lead
official, “Don’t break her!” He laughed.
Meat head cast a quick glance
over at his superior and smirked “Don’t worry boss, I have a feeling this whore
can take a lot more.. Aint that right hoe?!” He snarled at me and I managed to
curl a smile. Between my moans I squeezed out a reply “All day long!”
That caused the officials to
laugh and the superior to shrug “Fair enough, tiny but mighty, I get it.”
Another thick load was blasted
into my uterus and I came hard on that thick, pulsing, white dick! “Hmm good
girl!” Grunted ‘meat head’ and pulled his dick out of me.
“Alright, giver ‘er ‘ere!” barked
the superior. He was a dumpy, over weight older man. He looked like he’d been
working for the city for most of his life. Once the meat head had pulled
himself from me and backed up, giving his superior room; the older official
grabbed my hips and roughly pulled me off the bar stool. He spun me around and forcefully
bent me over the stool. “Yeh boss man gonna take his turn” cheered the meat
head as I parted my chocolate thighs and he unzipped his fly.
He angled his dick and pushed his
crown into me. I let out a soft moan as his smaller cock slid inside. Sure he
was smaller than his colleagues but it wasn’t like he was tiny and he knew how
to use what he had. He gripped one of my ass cheeks and started to firmly
massage my rump “Hmm damn, been a while since I had my hands on such a fine
piece of ass!” He chuckled as he started to pound his hips against mine.
I cast a seductive smile over my
shoulder, up at the older official but ‘tweed guy’ then strode up beside me. It
seemed he was hard again and had decided my mouth was the next hole that needed
filling. He grabbed the back of my head, curling his fingers into my thick,
dark curls and yanked my head towards his proud cock. It was almost instinct at
this point, as I opened my mouth and rolled my dark, plump lips over the ridge
of his crown. He forced my head down onto his dick and I felt his tip nudge at
the opening of my throat, ‘that’s it’ I thought to myself ‘use my throat!’ I
did so much enjoy deep-throating.
The pair made short work of spit
roasting me over the bar stool; ‘Tweed guy’ jamming my head down into his groin
as he fucked my throat while the superior official slammed his rounded gut
against my rump. His cock wasn’t doing a half bad job, I felt myself twitch and
clamp down on him as I came again. The guys chuckled and high fived as I
shuddered on their shafts.
“Quick! get ‘er on the floor!”
Barked the older official…
He quickly pulled out of me and
grabbed my shoulder, yanking me off ‘tweed guy’s’ knob with a sloppy ‘pop’!
He then forcefully pushed me down
onto the bar floor tiles and started to jerk himself off in front of me. I
looked up at him with my bright green eyes and fluttered my lashes. Tilting my
head back, I opened my mouth and rolled out my tongue. I cupped my hands under
my chin as if I was begging for his jizz!
He seemed to like my posture as
his grinned down at me from over the top of his swelling tip. He farrowed his
brow, made a gritted teethed grunt and shot a number of thick ropes of cum all
over my delicate face. Thick drips of cum splattered on my forehead and cheeks,
a rope landed across the bridge of my nose before he adjusted his aim for the last
few shots to land in a perfectly neat line right down my offered throat and
down the centre of my presented tongue!
With his previous load, mixed
with ‘meat head’s’, dripping from my pussy onto the tiles, ‘tweed guy’ shot a
nice thick rope across my nose and cheek with a satisfying grunt.
“Look at that pretty face, all
covered in cum.. this whore is 5 star for sure!” commented the superior as he
squeezed off the last few drops down my throat.
“Yeh no kidding, she seems to really love what
she does huh?” laughed ‘tweed guy’.
The meat head had been quietly
watching the cum shot but he stepped forward once the other guys had finished. “Yeh
is always better when the whore enjoys her work!” He laughs as he reached down,
grabs a fist full of my long, curly hair, close to my scalp and roughly yanks
me to my feet!
I wince as my hair is firmly and
perfectly pulled, pulling me back to my feet. He then firmly shoved me against
the opposite wall “… and we aint finished with her yet!” He snapped as he
pulled my ass up and shoved his cock into me for the second time.
With cum dripping from my face,
he quickly set the pace and slammed his long, thick cock deep into my sloppy
pussy, I came almost instantly, these boys were putting me to perfect use and I
was thoroughly enjoying every second of the rough fucking. If this is how these
three were going to treat me, I couldn’t wait for opening night!
Again the meat head slammed his
huge white cock deep into me, over and over, my pussy clamped and twitched
around him. I will admit, it was an impressive cock! A little while after first
pushing me against the wall and amidst the cheers of his peers, he came again!
Another thick, heavy load of unknown cum splattered the walls of my unprotected
uterus and my eyes rolled up as my jaw dropped. I shuddered and quivered as I
felt him pump more and more cum into me.
“Fuck, this whore wife just loves
having random nut pumped into her huh?” laughed the superior as the meat head
pulled out.
“Yeh got a feeling this bar is
going to be a real city treasure, you know?” Replied the meat head as I perched
myself on the nearest bar stool with a proud smile.
Now, either ‘tweed guy’ had never
fucked a whore before, or he never got to fuck his wife this way but he was
certainly eager to dip his wick in me:
I had barely perched my ass on the
nearby stool when he stepped up and pushed me back into a laying position and
spread my legs. “Yeh, I might have to get a membership.” he chuckled over his
shoulder as he casually guided his cock into me again.
“No kidding there pal!” smirked
the meat head “You can’t keep your dick out of her!”
He turned to look at me and I was
offering him a welcoming smile as my bright green eyes twinkled in the lights.
He firmly gripped my hair and started to fuck! “Can you blame me? This whore is
fucking astonishing!”
There was no opposition to his
comment and the other two just looked at each other, shrugged with a grin and
nodded.
Once again ‘tweed guy’ put me to
good use, drilling his eager cook deep into my cum hungry pussy. My large,
rounded tits jiggled as he pounded me and I gripped the stool hard to retain my
balance. He looked down at me, admiring the cum soaked, dark skinned whore that
was more than happily taking his cock for free!
Another powerful orgasm tore
through me and I panted like a bitch in heat. Mere moments after my pussy
started to quiver, ‘tweed guy’ unloaded again! For the third time I felt a
blast from his cock and for the second time, that blast originated from deep in
my belly.
More thick ropes of salty nut
butter were pumped into me as I came and, as he finished his last few thrusts,
cum started to ooze from between my widened pussy lips and his slick, thrusting
shaft.
With the last jet of cum from ‘tweed
guy’s’ cock, the door to the bar swung open and my husband strolled back in. ‘Tweed
guy’ pulled out of me and tucked himself away
as my husband spoke “I trust my wife was
more that satisfying, Gentlemen?”
Zipping up his fly as I pulled my
cum filled self from the stool he turned and nodded with a wide grin “She was…
more than satisfying!”
“Indeed!” remarked the superior,
noticing the suitcase my husband held in his hand “The perfect example of the
quality we can expect from your establishment.. is that for us?”
I sauntered around behind my
husband and to his side. Without taking his eyes off of the fat superior, he
reached his arm around me and firmly grasped my throat, yanking me firmly
against him. I sighed with delight as another quiver of pleasure ran up my
spine, from pussy to back of the neck. His strong fingers squeezed my throat
tight and dug into my neck perfectly. I love how he treated me like a sex toy
in public, so firm and dominating. He really made me feel objectified and
sexualized in situations such as this.
He laughed and reached out with
the suit case. “It sure is. Think of it as a thankyou for helping us to get
this new venue off the ground and all the paper work signed and in order.” He
smirked from under the brim of his hat.
“Of course of course and we look
forward to visiting your establishment and, of course, your beautiful wife,
once you are fully open.”
I then felt my husband firmly
yank on my throat, causing me to gasp suddenly with delight. “It would be our
pleasure.” He answered “Now if you don’t mind, I have some further business to
take care of.”
He showed the men out of the bar
and we watched as they left. He then looked down at me and grinned “Clean their
muck off your face, beautiful, and meet me in the security office.”
I nodded, he smiled, let go of my
throat and headed out of the bar through a door marked “staff only”
I cleaned myself up quickly and
strolled towards the security office. I hadn’t bothered to put my clothes back
on yet and strutted into the dark, smoky security office, wearing nothing but
my training shoes.
The two, wide shouldered security
guards were hunched over the security desk with my husband stood between them,
resting his palms on the backs of their chairs. They were watching the security
screens but I couldn’t yet see what they were watching, only the dim light from
the screens haloing the figures in the darkened room.
My husband turned to see me walk
in and he stood up straight and tapped the shoulder of one of the guards. “Alright
lads, thanks for your effort now if you don’t mind…” He hooked a thumb over his
shoulder and the guards stood up.
The guards turned and saw me in
the door way. I smiled up at both of these huge men and they grinned back down
at me, admiring my naked body before them. I continued to smile proudly as one
of them grunted “Damn, looking good there Dee..” and he cheekily groped my left
breast as he left the room. I giggled a little and the second security guard
flashed me a wink and swatted my rump as he too, left the room.
My husband didn’t bat an eye at
their comments or interactions with me; he just waited until they left. It wasn’t
like he hadn’t walked in on me fucking either one or both of the security
guards at one point or another.
He gestured for me to come
towards the security desk. There were a number of glowing monitors lined along
one side of the desk, a couple of chairs and a few security controls. I stood
there, at the edge of the desk and looked towards the two monitors. They showed
various angles of the bar area.
My eyes widened and I started to
grin broadly as I noticed some figures on the screens. It was my husband and
the three city officials. It seemed my husband hadn’t been fully truthful with
the guys; it seems the security cameras were fully operational and not only
that, wired for sound too! I could hear their entire conversation as I watched
them on the screen.
“Oh you sneaky..” I laughed as I
started to look over my shoulder at him. He grinned back down at me.
“Oh you know how it goes.” He
gruffly commented “But the best is coming.. watch!” He pointed at the screen and
I watched as I could see myself wander into the scene. My smile widened and I suddenly
felt a hand on my hip.
Suddenly, my husband pushed me
down flat against the top of the desk! I gasped as he slammed me down and
placed his wide, strong palm on the side of my face, pinning me down against the
desk with my face angled towards the screens. “Watch!” he barked and I looked
towards the screens as the scene switched to show the men getting to work on
me. “See how much of a whore my wife actually is!” He smirked as I felt his
hand remove from my hip for a moment.
The next thing I felt was my
husband’s huge cock drive deep into my tight, sloppy black cunt! I let out an
erotic moan of pleasure as he replaced his hand on my hip and drove the
remaining length deep inside me. With my head firmly pinned to the desk, he
started to violently fuck his whore of a wife as I was forced to watch myself
fuck three complete strangers.
Through his grunting and my
moaning he explained “You see, these council cunts are a greedy fucking bunch…
Not only do they expect a suitcase full of cash to do their damn job..” he
growled angrily as he furiously thrust his huge cock deep into my sodden pussy,
already dripping with strange jizz. “but these dicks quite often come back for
more! Now this little movie here may make them think twice in making too many
demands of our new business.”
This was too much! Not only was
my husband fucking me like I was no more than a cheap whore but he was
explaining to me that I wasn’t just part of the bride, I was also the god damn
blackmail!
My eyes were locked on the
multiple screens as I watched the video play, I watched those three council
officials fuck me in full colour and could even hear how they spoke about me,
and groaned as they came inside me.
The desk rocked violently as my
husband slammed his cock into me and I was pinned so hard I could hardly move
against the cold desk. He and the security guards had watched the whole scene
and had been recording it for future ‘insurance’!
“Such a good girl! I’m so proud
of you today!” I heard him grunt from behind me.
I was in heaven! My body was full
of pleasure and quivered with delight. I really WAS his whore!
I came so hard! I was a mess of
erotic pleasure and even more so when he blasted my already cum soaked uterus
with his own thick ropes of spooge!
Now I really couldn’t wait for
the brothel to open!
I also, somehow forgot that I was
meant to go to the gym today!
I hoped you enjoyed my little
story. It was a lot of fun to put together for you. I can’t wait until I get my
next shoot done!
Thankyou to everyone for your
continued support, it is what keeps us doing what we love to do!
*KISSES* Dee!
