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6.22

My beloved Mistress has directed me to start the
"Little CumSlutFuckWhore's Diary" which tells of my submissive and wild side, and how I please her.

Therefore, the following is what happened this morning.
6.22.06

I am here!

Carlo and a friend just left. They both had me twice. Twice seems to be Carlo's limit. This morning Carlo walked in, hugged me from behind, put his hands on my breasts and kissed my neck, then turned me around and unbuttoned my dress as his friend watched. He put his hands inside my dress and played with my breasts as his friend stood there, gawking, his cock getting hard. I stared right into his eyes as Carlo groped my titties. Then Carlo slowly unbuttoned the rest of my dress, one button at a time as his friend stood there his mouth open and his tongue almost hanging out. Finally Carlo had my dress completely unbuttoned and inside my dress started playing with my pussy, making it very obvious that he was fingering me. His friend started groaning as he watched.

Then Carlo opened my dress and showed his friend my whole body. He then took my dress of me completely so I was standing totally naked in front of his friend. He started running his fingers up and down my pussy and dipping them inside. Then he started telling his friend how tight my pussy was and how firm my titties are. The guy was about going nuts.

Then Carlo picked me up and laid me on the conference table on my back and pulled my thighs apart and started running his fingers deep inside me.
I motioned to his friend to come to me. I unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out and pulled it to my mouth. I had not sucked it for more than 30 seconds when his friend started cumming. He rammed his cock deep into my throat and shot cummies after cummies. Luckily he pulled back a little toward the end and I got to taste his cum.

Carlo stuck his penis inside me while I was sucking on his friend. So when I realized he was inside me, I clamped down on his cock and his eyes went wide and he started to hump me slower. But he only made about a minute before he started cumming too.

So they stood there playing with my body until they recovered. His friend still had his soft cock inside my mouth and Carlo was still standing there with his cock in my cunt.

After I thought they were a little past their “too sensitive” stage, I started sucking with both my pussy and my mouth. They both responded wonderfully and soon I was again being pleasured by two cocks. This time they took their time and took me to heaven over and over and over. I totally lose track of time when I cum, but I think it was about thirty minutes before they both came again, sort of feeding off watching each other fucking me. They swapped ends several times as they were fucking my body.

Carlo came in my mouth, and he discharged right on my tongue, so I got the full benefit. And his friend came in my pussy and that was great.

Mistress, I relayed to them that they were not to squeeze my nipples and breasts so hard that they bruised me any more. So even though my breasts are a bluish yellow right now, they are slowly getting better.

I love you Mistress! Thank you for having me!

6.23 - Being a whore

Darling Mistress,

This morning Carlo made two hundred ten dollars off my body. I was at my desk and he walked in and put his arms around me, stood me up, and turned me around to face a man I had not seen before. He started to caress my breasts as the man watched. But he did not unbutton my blouse. Just played with my tits.

So the guy looks at me, his eyes moving up and down my body. I had on my short jean skirt and a tasseled cowgirl shirt. Carlo kept caressing my nipples, rolling them around through the fabric of my skirt.

They started talking in Spanish. I heard Puta many times. Finally Carlo said to me, “He wants to pay me for fucking you. I told him you are my whore and I can sell your body to him.”

I was INSTANTLY wet! As you know, one of my fantasies is to be a real whore and be sold to customers. And it was really happening. Carlo was being my pimp and selling my cunt for money!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Then Carlo and the man started talking again in Spanish. Finally he said in English, “He doesn’t believe your tits are as firm and your nipples as long as I say. So I am going to charge him ten dollars to feel your tits though your shirt.”

So Carlo motioned the man over, the man put ten bucks in Carlo’s hand and he felt my nipples and my tits. I almost came when he paid Carlo and then reached up and started to feel me. My pussy was leaking my wetness down my thighs.

Then Carlo told him to stop and they talked some more. More Puta words. The guy was clearly hard now.

Then Carlo said that the man didn’t believe I was as tight as he said I was. So he was going to let him put his cocking my cunt but not fuck me, and I was to clamp down tight and let him feel how tight I was.

The guy hands Carlo fifty bucks, drops his pants, and walks to me and feels my cunt. He grinned when he felt how wet I was. He held his cock in his hand. Carlo put his arms under my armpits and I raised my legs up, hanging from Carlo. I took his cock and guided it to my pussy opening. He pushed in and I clamped down. God I love it when their eyes go wide in surprise when I grip them with my pussy!

He held his cock in my cunt as I milked him a bit.

Then Carlo told him that was long enough. The guy was starting to breath hard. But he stepped back and stood there looking at your SlutWhore’s naked cunt as I held my legs apart and hung in Carlo’s arms.

Finally he got his wallet and paid Carlo a hundred and fifty bucks to fuck me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was leaking wetness continuously now, I could feel it dripping onto my feet and legs.

Carlo laid me on the conference table again, spread my legs, pulled them back over my head and nodded at t his man to fuck your slut’s whorey cunt! Oh god I was ready to squirt right then!

So the guy steps up and diddles my clittie with his cock head. Then he runs his cock head up and down my cunt lips. GOD! I mean darling Mistress, I was SO hot from having seen Carlo actually take the money for a man to fuck me. I was actually a real live whore!!!!!!!

I instantly started cumming. And I came in huge wracking lunges of cumming. And when I felt the man cum inside my FuckSluts cunt, I squirted all over him and his legs and the table and the carpet! Good thing Carlo is the cleaning man! Giggle

The guy came so hard he lost his balance and had to sit down.

Carlo was so randy from selling me and watching my get fucked that he instantly came around and plunged into me and fucked me viciously for about a minute and he too came in me. GOD! I was still cumming form the first man and then Carlo fucked me and I passed out as he was softening.

It was a long protracted passing out though, not like usual where I fade to black in about ten seconds. This one was like a whole minute of slowly fading to black as my body pulsed in orgasms.

Well they both couldn’t get it up again, so your slut was only serviced twice this morning.

I adore you Mistress!
Deni

6.27 - Theater Fun

Tuesday evening the girls (Linda and Karen and I) decided to go see a movie. We picked "Click" with Adam Sandler. When we entered the theater, I spotted a cute guy about Linda’s age sitting alone. There were very few people in the lobby, and he was already eating popcorn, so I suspected he was alone. I directed little Karen to sit next to him.

I had been promising Karen a "break in" experience at the movies for several months. Tonight looked like the perfect night! Karen could instinctively tell that she was going to be a highly sexual woman this evening. Her nipples sprang forth, getting nicely hard against her t-shirt. Her breasts are quite small and very firm, so she rarely wears a bra. Tonight was no exception. Even in the dimmed light of the theatre her nipples were highly obvious, including the darker portion of her areola. She is so sexy.

They guy kept trying to look at her out of the corner of his eye as she sat there next to him. Karen wears a very soft and wet smelling perfume that is both subtle and inviting.

Where we sat was a pretty obvious move on our part, because there were few people in the theater yet. So the fact that we sat right next to him made a fairly obvious hint about what we might be up to.

Karen kept glancing over at me and grinning a huge excited grin. She is so cute.

We all slurped pop and gobbled popcorn as if we were three naïve and normal women out for a good movie. The three of us knew though that we were going to provide this man the time of his life. He was going to brag for years to his buddies about what happened to him tonight!

Finally the movie started, and then finally the previews were done and the lights went all the way down. All I had to do was nod at Karen and her hand slipped over onto his bare knee. I could see her blush as she forced herself to be uncharacteristically bold.

The man jumped at her touch. His face turned toward her in shock.

She looked back at him with an unflinching smile. It slowly dawned on him that he was being groped by a cute sexy tiny little young woman. There remained no doubt in his mind when her soft gentle hand slipped slowly up his bare thigh, then dipped down his inner thigh to rest softly on his cock.

His face was staring down at his crotch, not believing what was happening to him.

Karen put her head on his shoulder. I could see her hand beginning to move up and down his growing cock. He kept staring at her little white hand on his cock. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were as big as a harvest moon in October. I heard him groan softly.

During a quiet moment in the movie I heard Karen whisper, "Get him out for me to play with please?" The young man immediately moved to unzip himself and struggle to get his arousal free of his baggy shorts and underwear (whitey tighteys!)

None of us were watching the movie. Our eyes wee all riveted on Karen’s hand, seductively white and visible in the flicker of the projector’s light.

When the young man finally was able to get his stiff member free of his clothing, Karen began to softly fist his cock up and down. The young man was trembling as she stroked him. I could tell he was close.

So could Karen, bless her heart. She quickly leaned over and took his penis into her mouth and sucked on it as she stroked him. He came within seconds. His sounds of cumming were clearly heard by the rest of the theater patrons. Everyone turned around to see what the commotion was. The young man didn’t even notice, his eyes were closed and his face was turned up toward the ceiling.

He must have been quite virile, because I could see Karen swallowing furiously to contain all of his semen. His orgasm lasted quite awhile (for a man, of course).

She held his cock in her hand for the rest of the movie, slowly caressing him. Toward the end of the movie, he was hard again, and sweet little Karen moved his hand to her unpantied pussy lips, putting her leg over his to give him room to explore her.

He did, still not believing this was happening to him. Karen is very sensitive, and soon she was moaning softly herself, getting close to her own orgasm. Her hand became a blur as she suddenly came in gushes. When he felt her wet gush, his cock exploded, covering the front of his dark shirt with his white cum.

The movie ended then, and we three got up and left as he tried to figure out how to clean himself up without any one seeing his embarrassment. I glanced up at him as we exited and saw him furtively gathering his sperm from the front of his shirt with his finger tips and eating it.

We three made passionate love that night, the erotic visions of Karen being so sexy in public filling our heads.

6.29 - Another Marriage Proposal

Fredrico and Carlo emailed today, and asked to meet me this evening. They wanted to bring Juan over for another time of enjoying me. Obviously they intended to enjoy me as well. I emailed them back telling them I would meet them at the loft.

Karen wanted to go with me, and I agreed. I explained to her she should dress like a little sexy Chicano girl. She came out in a white tight bodiced dress that flared at her hips to a wonderfully lacey, rather long skirt. She looked incredibly sexy. Her small breasts were straining against the fabric, begging to be released from their confinement.

We arrived a few minutes late. The guys had carried Juan up the stirs to my loft, and were standing there waiting as we appeared. Juan was dressed in a well fitted black suit and was standing there proudly leaning slightly on his cane. We could smell the masculine scent of his cologne before we saw him. I saw Karen’s nostrils flare as we neared the top of the stairs.

When we appeared, all the men’s eyes were locked onto little Karen. You should have seen her blush and thrill to their unspoken praise! Her back straitened even more and she thrust her lovely little chest out as if to say, “See what I have!!!???”

I have never been prouder of her.

So I handed the key to Fredrico and he opened the door for us. Juan offered little Karen his arm, and she gracefully took it, allowing him to usher her into my sitting chamber. Her long skirt rustled as she moved. Juan had eyes only for her.

For those of my readers who do not know, I have a loft that I often use for my trysts. It is wonderfully private and has two separate entrances so that lovers can approach from two separate streets and maintain anonymity.

Karen lit candles about the room, her lithe little body swaying with each step. Her perfect little bubble-butt was so impressive in her flared skirt. It hugged her hips and then fell away at her thighs. Very Latin! I almost expected her to start flamenco dancing.

Carlo and Fredrico were surprised by Juan’s apparent disinterest in me. In low conspiratorial voices they explained to me that he had spoken of nothing else after I had left the last time. Now he had eyes only for my young consort. I smiled at their perplexed faces. I could sense that tonight would go well indeed!

And it did. Juan and Karen danced to the music from the local Latino radio station.

I sat on the couch between the younger men and enjoyed their caresses and touches. We all watched Juan, his face alight, full of delight in little Karen. You could see the magic happening. Juan was clearly smitten.

Now bear in mind Juan is over seventy and has cancer. Karen is just barely twenty. Truly a spring-winter romance was blossoming right before our enthralled eyes.

And the delight was reciprocal between them. Little Karen is such a caring and gentle young woman. I respect her ethic and life outlook so much. She kept calling Juan “Sir”. It turned him on to be so addressed. It fed Karen’s innate sense of decorum and decency.

So after an hour of dancing, they sat down and began to talk in earnest. We could easily hear them. After a bit, Juan floridly proposed to her. He got down on his knee and proposed like a real gentleman! Karen blushed and tears shimmered in her eyes.

Juan, such a classy man, did not press her for an immediate answer, but promised to send his attorney to present a proposal in writing the following day (tomorrow).

Carlo took Juan home (after promising me his attentions the next morning), and Fredrico, after a little perplexed hesitation, allowed me the utter pleasure of his thickness. Little Karen stayed in the sitting room as we cavorted.

Fredrico had three in him tonight, and each one took me to new heights. When I awoke after the third one, Fredrico was gone and Karen was sitting beside me.

Her question was, “Deni, . . . . . Should I?”

7.1 - The Next Day

Juan was good for his word and sent his attorney over the next day to talk to Karen. Fredrico brought him over to the loft. I immediately seduced Fredrico into going with me to the next room by taking his hand, winking at him, staring at his crotch as I licked my lips. But we left the door open so that we could hear what was being discussed by Juan’s attorney and my darling little Karen.
Fredrico had my on my knees on the bed and my skirt over my back within ten seconds. He entered me immediately even as we listened to the discussion in the next room. Fredrico’s cock was so hard! He had obviously been thinking about me before he arrived!

He chuckled as he told me that he had told the attorney all about my pussy and even had promised me to him if the attorney was able to come to acceptable terms with Karen. I am not certain how much incentive that was to the attorney.

Fredrico told me, in a quiet voice as he was fucking me doggie, that Juan was head over heels in love with Karen. He explained that was how he had met his wife of forty some years. Juan was a real believer in love at first site.

As Fredrico was sawing in and out of my wettening pussy, I was thinking that Karen could do much worse for a husband. I certainly had done MUCH worse with MY first husband. And I had great confidence that Karen would not take advantage of anyone, including Juan. She is a very level headed young woman, and deeply compassionate. I had seen the light in her eyes the night before as they danced to the Latin music.

About then my lust took over and I began to cum. Fredrico was hammering against my butt now, each stroke deep into my kitty, and hard. I came with an intensity I had not felt for several days. I suspect that part of it was the courtship occurring in the next room.

As I gasped for air, Fredrico held himself inside me. I softly milked his penis with my cunt as we listened more. I heard Karen tell the attorney that she did not want Juan's house, but would prefer to have other real estate that he owned, including his store. She suggested that Carlo be given the house. I could hear the surprise in the attorney’s voice. I suspect he was not used to a person that was not a taker. I was so proud of my young friend!

They discussed at length that Juan would not live long. They discussed that the marriage would have to happen quickly because of his health. So on July 4th, it appears we are having a wedding!

Then Karen explained to the attorney that she wanted to have the freedom to have sex outside the marriage. The attorney quickly agreed!!!! I swish I could have seen his face when Karen said that!

About then Fredrico started to move in and out of me again. As you know, my orgasms are such that each time I reach an orgasmic plateau, my libido stays there at that level, and if sex then thereafter continues, it takes little more stimulation to have me cumming again.

Sweet Mistress, as soon as Fredrico started moving again, I started cumming. He loves it when I do that. And he started really deep fucking your slut's cunt. My whole body was shaking with each slamming penetration. I love how my jiggly breasts feel when I am slammed that hard. Fredrico is so thick that my pussy was tightly stretched around him anyway, and each slam made my vagina quiver in radiating waves of erotic sensation.

About then, the attorney walked in. I heard Karen giggle as she saw me cumming so hard. In a few seconds he had his cock out and was holding it in front of my face.

Mistress, you know me well enough to know that a cock in my mouth is the best way to improve a good fuck for me. I voraciously took him into my suckling orifice. He was not all that large. I would guess about four inches long and maybe an inch thick. Perfect for sucking as you are being fucked so hard.
The attorney came in about thirty seconds! He had quite a bit of cum for your little slut to enjoy, and enjoy it I did.

Unfortunately, the attorney never could get it up again, so after Fredrico came inside your slut’s vagina again, they dressed and left.

Karen told me that she is going to marry Juan. She and I had communicated at length last night about what it feels like to see your husband die of cancer. But she feels strongly that she would like to be with Juan in his last days and give him the happiness and satisfaction of being held by his wife as he dies.

I can not tell you how proud I am of my little Karen!

But . . . . that means for only two more days is she “mine” to make love to before she becomes someone else’s wife. So we made long soft love for the rest of the night, until we both fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Today I feel both sadness at “losing her” and happiness that she is such an incredible young woman. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt she will be the best wife Juan could ever have chosen.

Two more days.

7.3 Double the Fun

I decided to go into the office for a short while this morning, Mistress. I had lots to get done today due to Karen’s nuptials the next day. It was Monday before the Fourth of July, so I certainly did not really expect to see Carlo there.
But he was there!

And when he saw me he got this shit-eating grin on his face. He told me to get naked and he would be right back. I did and he returned carrying a little backpack.

He told me to close my eyes while he got ready. So I did, more than a little curious, I might add.

His hands were particularly gentle when he guided me to his lap. He kissed me and cuddled me for a bit, then began gently fingering my front. He has learned pretty well how to get me going, and he soon had me wet and open.

He began to spread my wetness down and around my anus. After several trips of wetting my butt, he began to work his fingers inside my backside. Pretty soon he had me open back there too. I felt him raise me, then set me on his prick, which was incredibly hard already. His cock head pressed against your slut’s asshole Mistress, and I knew you would want me to take him into me, so I relaxed and went with the flow.

He had lubricated his cock copiously, and soon he was buried deep inside my bum. He pressed me down to make certain I had taken all of him.

Then he reminded me again I was to keep my eyes closed. I soon felt the coolness smoothness of a dildo at my pussy. Then I felt the size of it trying to open me. It was all I could do to keep my eyes closed, Mistress. The dildo felt every bit as big as Big John’s cock! You remember, the man I wrote about on my trip to Anchorage.

Carlo worked at penetrating your little loving whore’s cunt for quite a while. I could feel him adding lube and then moving the giant head to my pussy mouth over and over. After awhile, he reached around from behind, one arm on each side of me, levered his arms under my knees to pull me more widely open, and stuck two fingers from each hand deep into your slut’s cunt. I suddenly had his four fingers buried deeply up your slut’s snatch, Mistress. Then he pulled your little slut’s nasty wet snatch open as far as he could. It felt like I was going to tear.

He held me wide open like that for several minutes. Then he again tried to put the huge dildo inside your little slut. This time he got the head of it inside me. GOD was it huge. MUCH thicker than Hugh, to give you a comparison.

Carlo let me adjust for a little while, then pressed again. A little more slid inside me. He kept pressing and then resting briefly until I could feel that thick monster clear up inside me. I thought of our beloved Dottie as I felt my pussy so totally stuffed with cock.

Carlo told me to open my eyes.
I looked down at my kitty to see a HUGE black, realistic type cock sticking about a foot out of my pussy. It had big floppy balls and the whole works. Very realistic skin appearance and everything.

Carlo started chuckling. He took a hold of the huge dildo and began to very slowly fuck your slut’s cunt with it. He went nice and slow, and pretty soon it occurred to me that he was fucking it in and out of me so he could feel what it was like to be in my ass while a huge black man was fucking my pussy. Double penetration in the “enth” degree!

The idea started to really turn me on. Carlo started to fuck me faster and faster, adjusting the angle of the cock he was fucking me with as he experienced what it felt like to be part of a huge cocked double penetration.
I could hear him begin to grunt, and he started to move his own erection in and out of my ass-cunt as he dildo fucked my totally stretched out slut’s cunt. Pretty soon he was getting really rambunctious as he fucked me mercilessly in both orifices.

He was grunting like a dog in heat now. He was thrusting the huge black dildo straight into his own cock in my other tunnel, and in so doing it was sawing down my clittie with each stoke in and out. He was obviously trying to smash the dildo into just the right place on his own prick buried in my ass.

After about another five minutes of furiously fucking me, he started to tense. It was all I needed to really explode. I splashed his dildo and his trousers and his legs with my gush.

I felt his hot semen splash inside my bowels Mistress. It was heavenly. It was so hot. It was under so much pressure! And that huge dildo had been slamming off my g-spot for awhile, and caroming into his cock in my ass. I was beyond ready to cum! And cum we both did!

After we calmed a bit, Carlo held me in his arms, my ass still full of his throbbing wilting cock, my pussy still full of his fantasy penis. I totally collapsed and just laid there gasping.

After a few minutes, Carlo chuckled again and said “Deni that has been my most exciting forbidden fantasy for over ten years. Until I met you, I didn’t have the guts to try it!”

He hugged me and held me and then finally, his cock now soft and ready to pop out of me, he said “Thank you Deni. Thank you for allowing me to experience that! It was even better than I imagined!” He could feel me giggling.

He asked if he could use me that way again, and I nodded as I smiled.
Your little slut is a happily fucked slut Mistress!

I adore you and love you

7.11 On the way to Vegas

Mistress, I am without doubt the most flabbergasted I have ever been!

Doni called Liez yesterday and asked if I wanted to go to Vegas with him for the weekend. I of course said YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He told me to wear my wedding ring.

So I picked him up at the airport at 4:30 this morning. Thank god it was still dark because he was as excited about seeing me as I was about him. I ran to him and flung myself into his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist. I had a dress on so my pussy was touching his cock bulge as I began to hump against him. He reached under my leg and touched my soaking wet pussy lips and said, “Oh god baby, you are so fucking wet! I have GOT to fuck you, it has been way too long!” He bent your little slut over the hood of her Porsche and fucked her randy vagina right then and there! Right there in the parking lot with no condom! It had been so long since I had him, and so long since I had a naked cock inside my pussy that it was exquisite to be fucked bareback and in public too! We both came almost immediately.

He had to change his trousers to shorts because I discharged my over-charged excitement all over his legs and trousers and shoes.

We cooled off and dried off and started to drive toward Vegas. We switched off drivers every few hours. It is about a 14 hour drive each way. We kept the top up most of the way, so we would not get sunburned. I played with his cock whenever he drove, and he played with my titties and pussy whenever I drove. I adore the feeling of the skin on a man’s cockshaft. It is so smooth and soft and silky. I was running my finger tips up and down his cock as lightly as possible, running them over his cock head as he drove along. He was hard for most of the way. Little drops of wetness would form on his little hole and I would catch it on my finger tip and savor it. The helmet on his cock is so smooth and wonderful to touch.

Your slut’s breasts and nipples were on display most of the way, but I have no idea how many people saw them. We were driving each other nuts for sure. About noon I couldn’t stand not having him inside me any longer, so I knelt over the top of the console, my naked pussy and bottom visible in the window as we drove, and sucked him off as he drove along. He reached over my back and finger fucked my wet cunt and asshole as I sucked him off. Anybody looking could have seen him doing it to me. As you know, I adore the taste of his cummies. And he had built up a very tasty condiment for your little slut to savor. I held it in my mouth for about five minutes before I swallowed it. I discovered that if you chew cum, you get more flavor!

While he was driving, I typed your new assignment for me on my PDA, Mistress. He held my PDA on top of the steering wheel and read it as we drove through the dessert. He chuckled as he read it. But his cock stayed hard too, so I know it was turning him on to think about me doing it. He asked if I wanted to do it, and I reminded him that one of my most favorite fantasies was to be a real whore at a real whore house and fuck guys that paid my pimp to fuck me. I explained to him that in my fantasy the pimp tries me out and then puts me on trial to see if I am good enough for his sleazy whorehouse. Doni could feel how wet I was as we conversed about it.

About three o’clock we put the top down and drove along still playing with each other’s bodies and not caring if others saw us. You can imagine just how wet and horney I was being on display like that to strangers.

Then about five, as we were driving along, I got very horny again and got his cock back out and was stroking his shaft up and down as he drove. In the distance I saw this sign that said “Cottontail Ranch”. It sounded like a brothel, and sure enough, when we got closer, there was a smaller hand painted sign that said “Brothel”. It was a really seedy looking place. I had my heels up on the seat and had been touching myself as I played with Doni’s cock. When I saw the sign that said, as clear as day, “Brothel”, I went off, Mistress. I pointed at the sign with my right hand as my fingers on my left hand whipped little Miss Klittie into a froth of cummings. I came so hard frigging Ms Klittie that I passed out.

When I came to, the car was stopped and Doni was not in it. Still kind of out of it, I blearily looked up and saw a sign that said “Shady Lady” painted on the wall. We were parked right in front of it! My slutty titties were still out and my dress was still up around my waist. My heels were still on the car seat and my knees were spread wide open. The hot air felt good on my naked, still-open-from-my-finger-fucking cunt. I was so out of it from cumming so hard, that I just stayed like that. With effort I moved my eyes over and looked at a window beside the car and this black man was standing there looking at me. The window was high enough that he could see my every part. I was still so randy that I just looked at him as he stood here looking unabashedly at all my fully visible charms.

Just then Doni came out the front door of the gussied-up mobile home. He grinned at me, walked over to the car, and opened the door for me. He looked at me and said, “I have been reading your diary, you little slut whore of Mistress Penny, and I have just sold you to the man looking at your sexy wet cunt from that window. Come on and you can learn to earn your money, little sluttie whore.” He had an erection, I noticed.

Mistress, I was in absolute shock. But Doni has this look when he is watching me really closely, and he had that look, so I was able to relax and fight down the panic.

I smoothed my skirt down and tucked my breasts back in to where they were not so exposed and walked in, hand in hand with Doni. The black guy was standing there watching me as I walked toward him. “So yo wife want ta be ma whore for a bit, hunh,?” he said. His eyes were on my tits and crotch. My kitty started trembling and my clittie was suddenly very hard and was visibly tenting the front of my dress. He reached out and felt my clittie, pinching it gently and tugging at her.

He whistled between his teeth.

Doni said “Baby, this is ***, and he is your pimp now!” Doni now had a huge bulge in the front of his pants. I started at it then looked at his eyes. He was still watching me really closely, looking for signs of my panic. I relaxed again.
*** was one of those people that never really looks directly at you, kind of looks at you out of the corner of his eye. He wore a half grin all the time, like he could either go to a scowl or frown or a sloppy grin in an instant. I have to say he seemed like sort of a nice guy, but one that was really careful about who he called a friend.

*** told me to turn around and bend over. I did and he pulled my dress up and looked at my bare ass. I am sure he could see my pussy too as I stayed there in position until he told me to stand up. My tummy was feeling those fluttery butterflies big time. He tapped my little asshole, then started rubbing it in small circle, my taint moving in time to his movements. He went to his desk and got out something, then came back over to me and put some cold lube on my little asshole. He worked until he had three fingers up your little nasty slut’s ass. He started to finger fuck my asshole Mistress. His fingers were really thick, and it felt like Hugh had his thick cock up inside me. I was trembling more and more as he did it. Finally he pulled his fingers out and went over and washed his hands. My asshole was stretched and loose and very well lubed.
Then he told me to stand up. I did and turned to face him. I am certain my face was beet red. My own real live pimp had just finger fucked my asshole!
Mistress, I wanted him to bend me over and fuck me with his black cock right there in front of Doni. I wanted my pimp to fuck me in both my ass and my cunt. I wanted him to fire his pimp’s black cum up inside my cunt. I wanted him to tell me that I was his whore now and he could do whatever he wanted to me and with me.

But instead he put the palms of his hands on my dress covered breasts and felt them for texture and firmness, I think. His black thumbs were on my bare skin as he massaged my tanned but creamy titties. Then he pulled the top of my dress open and looked at them. He tweaked my long hard nipples and said “Dayumn!”

It was strange, I wanted him to treat me like an absolute whore and slut, but I kept making certain Doni was still standing there. I had to make certain Doni was standing right beside me, and then I was still OK with this. GOD was I wet!

Then my pimp pulled the front of my dress up and stuck his finger between your whore’s cunt lips. He smelled his finger and kind of grinned. Doni’s cum was still up inside me from when he took me early this morning.

Then he told me to “Spread your legs!” and reached back in between my thighs and stuck his finger up inside me. Just stuck it clear up me like he was a doctor or something. No fanfare, one instant my cunt was empty, and the next second my cunt was full of black finger. Without even asking he stuck his black finger up your little slut’s cunt, Mistress! He moved his finger around inside me and then looked at me and said “Clench!”

I did, and he said “Dayumn! again.

Then he said “So she want to be ma whore, huh?”

Doni nodded. Doni was still watching my face really closely. I smiled at him, sort of a trembly smile.

Then the black man said “Naked as a jay bird?”

Doni nodded again. I guess that Doni has his own fantasies about this!
So the pimp looked back at me and handed me a dollar and said “Strip, ya lil bitch!”

*** looked at Doni and said “Ya can watch yer wife gettin fucked on that there monitor over there. She’ll be in room three.” He flipped the TV monitor that had a hand scrawled “3” on it on, and a little black and white room with a bed in it showed on the monitor. Three other monitors were on, but all three rooms seemed to be empty.

‘OH MY GOD, this is really going to happen!’ I thought.

Mistress, I was so excited and so scared! Your slut’s cunt was dripping fast. I was so wet that I made squishy noises as I moved my thighs to take my dress off. I gave my dress to Doni and the pimp looked at me naked and whistled again. He mumbled “Three hunerd easy” to himself. Then he put his hand behind my back and sort of pushed me toward a door and said “Go put that lil money maker a yous to work fo me, whore! Rubbers be in da drawer if you wants to use em.”

Mistress, all I could think about was that you had told me to do this. And that Doni of all people was the one that had made it happen!

Mistress, I was suddenly a real whore in a sleazy Nevada whore house! And my pimp’s name was ***! And he was BLACK! And he had stuck his fingers up my ass and up my pussy and played with my tits without even asking! And Doni had watched him do it. Watched a totally unknown black man finger fuck me in both holes!

I am trembling on the verge of cumming right now as I type this to you Mistress. It was so damn real! It was like time was in slow motion.

I was so wet and so excited I could feel my belly trembling and my knees knocking.

Looking back, I don’t think I would have done it if it had not been Doni that had set it up for me.

As I was walking out, I heard *** say something like “An try da new whore” into the phone he had dialed.

The door that *** had pointed to lead into a room that had three women standing in it, dressed in lingerie with various levels of transparency. There were two men in the room sitting on rickety chairs. They were both staring at the women standing in front of them. Two of the women looked pretty hard and rough, but the third woman looked scared and vulnerable and was really skinny.

The men suddenly looked at over at me as I walked into the room, naked, no lingerie. Both men immediately stood up and turned toward me, their eyes groping me as I walked toward them. The women gave me a curious look, not yet understanding I was their sister whore now.

The men had a brief discussion about who was first to stand up, but the younger guy that looked like a military man eventually convinced the other guy, who looked like a farmer, that he, the military guy, was first and the farmer would have to wait his turn.

So the military guy walked over and took my hand and said to some one, “Which room?”

A voice from behind me said “Three. And Deni, he paid fo a blow job and a cunt fuck. Nothin else. But let him play with yo tits as much as he want to. I’ll knock on da door when his time be up.”

The john guy lead me to room number three! Obviously he had been here before.

He opened the door for me, and the bed was right there. I remember thinking “So that is what the bed of a whore looks like!”

I was in a daze. He was wearing a tight polo like shirt and he took that off as soon as he walked into the room. His stomach was really flat and ripply and his arms were very muscular. He looked at my naked body and smiled, then said “Get me out and suck me!” I fumbled with the zipper of his pants, and suddenly your little whore was sucking a total stranger’s cock, on my knees, in a sleazy whorehouse, and thinking ‘Mistress would be so proud of me, doing exactly what she told me to do, to be a real live whore for real money at a real whore house!’

There I was, naked, my cunt so wet it was positively soaked, on my knees, sucking a stranger’s very average cock, a stranger that had paid a real live pimp, a black one at that, to have me have sex with him.

Mistress, I could feel my pussy starting to cum even as I was sucking his cock!

7.13 Johns

I was inhaling the man’s short cock. His cock head was entering my throat, but was not long enough to really go down very deep. His shaft was not real thick, so it was very easy to deep throat him over and over.

The john started to groan and rock his hips forward and backward, saying things like “Suck that big cock you whore!” and “Haven trouble taking it all its so big, ain’t you bitch?”

I could feel a giggle starting. This john obviously had issues with penis size.
Finally he realized he was going to cum in my mouth and he had paid for a fuck as well. So he pulled out of my mouth and stood me up. He looked down at me and froze, stopped doing what he was doing, just looked at me for a few seconds. I reached to fondle his cock but he stopped my hand.

Then he said “This your first time?” I wasn’t exactly sure what he meant. So I looked back at him sort of quizzically.

He then asked “Is this your first time to be a whore?”

I nodded at him.

He picked up my left hand and looked at my wedding ring. “You married?” he asked, his face starting to look concerned.

Mistress, it suddenly hit me that Doni had told *** that I was his wife! My knees almost buckled as I thought about that. ME being Doni’s WIFE!
My face must have shown a lot of emotion because the john put his arms around me and held me tight and started crooning to me that it was all right, that he would take good care of me and he was sorry things had gotten so bad at home that I was turning tricks at a whore house.

I tried hard not to giggle as I thought through this sudden turn of events. And that Doni had called me his wife! I had a hard time getting my mind around that. Memories of Jay walking away from me and out the door and the door closing as he just walked away and didn’t look back at me flooded my mind. It was so real that I almost could smell and feel it.

I started trembling terribly.

The poor john just held me and kept crooning to me and stroking my back and reassured me he would be good to me. I could feel tears in my eyes as I stood there almost suspended in his arms.

Well, he suddenly realized that his time for sex with me was dwindling and he wasn’t getting any.

So he literally picked me up and laid me down on the bed and started to make love to me. Not fuck me, but make love to me like I was his girlfriend or wife. Soft caresses and kisses and smiles at my face as he told me how gorgeous my body was.

He wasn’t treating me like a whore at all.

Furthermore, he had no idea how to touch a woman. That much became very clear as he pressed too hard in some places and not nearly hard enough in others.

He stopped for a minute and looked at me and asked “You can’t talk, can you?”

I shook my head.

Mistress, THE GUY STARTED CRYING! This macho, military guy started crying! He started kissing me and moaning and was rapidly getting out of control.
I am finally a whore in a whore house finally, and my first john is crying for God’s sake!

So I sat up and pushed him down on the bed and started to fuck him good and proper. I sucked his cock and stroked his balls and put his hands on my tits and inserted a finger up his rectum and got him hard, then put a condom on his cock and got on top of him and lowered my whore's cunt down onto his cock and started fucking him with my whore’s cunt.

Mistress, I know you have never had the pleasure of putting your fingers or hand inside my pussy, but I have a real talent in my pussy. I can milk a cock and make it cum as quickly or as slowly as I want it to.

I estimated that we still had fifteen minutes left, so I started my milking and squeezing my john’s gloved cock and milked it just enough to make his eyes roll back in his head, but not enough to let him cum. He was groaning and moaning and trying to fuck his cock up and down inside me, but I just sat on his hips and milked his cock for minute after minute, watching his face as he laid there in ecstasy.

When I heard my pimp walking down the hall way, I took him the rest of the way to heaven.

He started yelling “OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK!” as his cock started shooting cum streams inside me. He came for a long time. I am proud to say that my first john collapsed entirely just as *** knocked on the door and said “Time’s up!”

I let his cock soak for a short while, then got up and helped him get dressed. He was so out of it he left the semen filled condom on his soft prick!

I followed him out to the front desk and heard him tell *** that he had just had the fuck of his life and would be back every night and wanted to reserve time with me. *** just laughed. I heard *** say something like “Yo sure yo want’s ta leave a tip that big fo her?”

The rancher was gone but another man had come in. He was looking at the three other ladies of the night without much interest. When I walked in, he perked up and came over and took my hand and led me to room three. Obviously he had been waiting for me. I could only surmise that *** had called him and set me up.

This john was rather short, about five foot six inches tall and had really broad shoulders and very small hips. Built like what I think of as a full back on a football team. He walked with a side to side swagger like many military men do. I think they get that from marching around too much in regiments or something. Doni told me later that the whore house was right next to “Area Fifty-One” which he says is a big test area for military things.

My new john had doused himself with cologne. The cologne had a dry scent, but it clouded the reek of sex in the whore house.

*** yelled “Deni, he paid fo around da world.” I had no idea what that meant.
This guy obviously thought himself irresistible to women. I saw why when he dropped his drawers. His cock was huge! Every bit as thick as Hugh and longer. Now, . . . . Hugh’s cock is perfect for my pussy. It is very thick and the perfect length for my vagina. I can take all of him deep and not have to worry about a bladder infection the next day.

But the new john had a cock that was at least an inch and a half longer than Hugh’s perfection. He was not nearly as long as Big Jon’s that I had taken in Alaska though. But that cock had changed my inner organs for ever.

The john’s cock was going to be a challenge especially if he was the type that likes to get his woman down and pound her cunt deep and hard. I knew I would have to be careful or my poor beloved Doni would not “get any” for the rest of the weekend.

It quickly became apparent that the john was an arrogant person as well. Like so many of the white men I have seen that have larger than average equipment, he thought his sh*t didn’t stink. Pardon the expression. This man thought his cock was god’s gift to women. I knew I had to be careful.

He folded his starched and pressed trousers and laid them on the floor and turned to look at me and said “So today is your lucky day, little woman! You get to experience THIS!” and he flung his hips forward causing his big cock to flop up and hit his flat, ripped stomach.

I admit my eyes were locked on his cock.

“Bend over, ya whore!” he said.

I did.

“Pull them cheeks a yours open and show me the asshole I’m going to fuck, cunt!”

I did.

Then I stood up and turned around and faced him. I pointed at the drawer f condoms. His face fell.

“Ain’t none of them fuckers be big enough for me” he said in a complaining voice that was really a brag.

I opened the drawer and held p three fingers, then handed him three condoms. He looked at me and grinned. He tossed them back in the drawer, then, naked, swaggered out of the room, leaving the door open, and went to the front desk. *** gave him some gloves that fit him. He came back into the room putting his condom on, obviously showing his cock off to the rest of the people in the front room.

“OK, bitch, now you ready to get pounded?” he bragged.

I decided I would activate the first two pressure points in case he got out of hand. That way I would only have to touch the third point and he would go out like a light. I am glad I did.

He took a hold of my shoulders and bent me over again. He pressed his cock against my ass and held it there, pushing hard, waiting for my asshole to open enough he could slip in.

He pulled my ass cheeks as far apart as he could, pressing hard, trying to force his way up inside me. Knowing this was NOT going to work, I turned around and gently pushed him against the wall, then toward the bed. He looked a bit confused, but followed my lead. I pushed him down on the bed and mounted him, placing his cock head against my rectum, and slowly began to lower myself down onto his thickness.

He relaxed a bit, then when he felt my ass open and take his cock head, his eyes got huge, as if he was not expecting my tiny body to be able to take him in. It took a few minutes, but soon I had his whole prick up my ass. He started to mutter “Oh fuck, I am fucking in her fucking asshole! I am fucking actually inside her fucking asshole. Fuck, her ass is fucking my fucking cock!”

It was then I realized that he, like my darling Big Jon in Alaska, had never actually been inside a woman because of his size. I smiled softly at him as I began to wriggle my ass cheeks against his hips. I understood now what this john was about.

His eyes got big, then went half closed. His eyelids fluttered as he felt his cock deeply embedded inside a woman. And He had no way to know, but he was inside a woman who had just become a whore living her fantasy.

Just like him!

7.13 Moby Dick

I could see the john trying not to cum, Mistress. I think he wanted this to go on forever and ever. His first time inside a woman was blowing his mind. I decided to try to make him cum three times in the time we had. So I clamped my bottom down on his cock and ground as much as I could. I leaned back and drove myself up and down on him trying to target my G-spot with his cock head each time I descended on him. I was leaning back on my hands, my arms straight, and slamming my ass up and down on his cock.

He was grimacing hard, trying to be macho and not cum. But he suddenly realized he could not stem the tide of his own cummings and EXPLODED into his condom deep inside your little whore’s ass.

He was breathing hard for a long time, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling as he gasped for breath. I slowly disengaged his cock and removed his condom, then licked and sucked his cock clean. His cum was very, very salty.

I toyed with his balls and sucked his cock as his eyes watched me take him all inside my mouth. He started groaning again. His eyes half closed, his eyelids trying hard to stay open as he watched his bought-and-paid-for whore suck his cock. I could not get his cock head down my throat, but I could certainly take his cock all the way to my throat entrance. He loved it!

He started mumbling about how this whore could take his cock in her mouth. It didn’t take him very long to get hard again. I put another condom on his cock and straddled his hips, facing away from his face. I lowered my cunt onto his cock as he watched my gaping little asshole wink at him as my cunt swallowed his cock whole.

He was moaning as he watched his cock disappear into his whore.

I was able to take almost all of his prick before I felt him begin to bottom in my womb. I slowly took the rest of his cock, probably only about a half of an inch was harder for me than the rest. So I was now fully impaled on his organ of pleasure. My womb was stretched to its ultimate safe operating limit and capacity. But I had indeed taken his whole cock inside me.

He started mumbling to himself. “Oh Fuckin A! She fuckin took my whole fuck stick! She’s gunna to fuck my fuck stick till it fills her whorey cunt!” He continued to mumble as I milked and fucked his big white cock.

I was settling down on his cock until my lips were resting on his pubic hair, then gripping him tightly, and then rising as my cunt tried hard to keep his cock from sliding out of me. Every time I rose up, he would groan and start swearing, using the F word as every other word in his sentence.

It didn’t take long for him to cum this time either.

I would guess the young man was about 25 years old, and clearly this was his first time. I was taking his cherry, and I was his whore. He would talk about and brag about me to all his buddies for years.

It occurred to me that I had not yet had an orgasm. That was very strange for me.

I knew that if he could brag about having made a whore cum, he would be much more likely to want tobrag vociferously and want to soon fuck another woman. Perhaps he would be like my Big Jon in Alaska and find a woman and settle down, get married and live happily ever after (between fights).

I had no more decided that I would cum than my body suddenly responded in spades. I started cumming, my pussy wringing his cock and ringing his bell. I reached down and tried to toy with his balls as I came.

He started bucking against me, fucking his cock up inside me as hard as he could. His pressure on the mouth of my womb was too much and I passed out with a rushing gush of wetness.

7.15 The Gentleman

When I awoke, *** was standing over me looking very concerned. I grinned weakly at him as I sat up and then stood, a bit wobbly. I mouthed “WOW” at him.

He laughed. Then said “Deni, you be a born whore, lil lady! Yo sure yo don’t want ta stay here wit me and make dis yo’s carreer? I make ya lotsa money, honey!”

Honestly, right then, having just cum in buckets, I was tempted.

But I shook my head “No” and started cleaning up the bed. *** showed me where the clean sheets were and actually helped me change the bedding. His eyes were becoming much more interested in my body than when I had first walked into his whore house.

After we had finished changing the bed, he asked me “You squirt like dat a lot?”

I felt my blush burning my face as I nodded.

He stood looking at me, his stare sort of pinning me into immobility. His black eyes regarded me with great curiosity. I felt my body responding to his attentions. I was SO hoping he would fuck his new whore in all her opening. That was such an integral part of my whore fantasy that it just didn’t seem right that I had not had to audition for my job as whore.

Finally, almost bashfully, he said “Deni, I never fuck my whores, but I would like to make a excepshun fo yo. Not now, but lata maybe?” He watched for my answer.

My face must have really brightened up because he laughed and said “So you would like dat! COOL! I be back when it be slowin down to fuck dat juicy lil cunt a yo’s!”

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Suddenly the whole day came into perspective for me. I was actually living the fantasy that I had held in my heart for over a decade. And my pimp, a REAL pimp, MY real pimp, black as midnight, was going to fuck me too! I felt like I could float on air. I could hardly wait until my pimp’s coal black cock was slamming me without mercy, calling me his whore and his slut and his hammer and his cunt. I had to walk slowly so that I didn’t cum as I walked back out to the main room.

Two more women were standing there, letting the johns see their charms through their gauzy negligee uniforms, making a total of six women, counting me. And there were about seven men. Unfortunately all of the johns seemed eager to have ME. I looked at the other women there and could easily detect some growing hostility. I was not certain what to do about that. It had never occurred to me in my decades of fantasy whoring, to consider that the other whores would be upset with me. I decided I had better think about it as I worked.

My next trick was an elderly gentleman. I would guess around seventy. He was fairly spry though. He danced me stiffly to Room 3. He didn’t even ask *** which room. He knew already. It was becoming obvious to me that *** had a list of repeat clients that he called when he had a new whore for them to try out. I was his new whore, and he was determined to make every dollar he could off of my body. I respected him for that.

I grinned at the elderly man as he finished our “dance” by twirling me, then pulling me back into his chest. He dipped me backwards and kissed me, his kisses trailing on down my face to my chin and neck, and then on down to my naked breasts.

He must have spent too long bent over because he had trouble straightening up. He finally managed to stand up though, and then leaned down and kissed me softly right on my lips. He even closed his eyes as he kissed me. What a gentleman!

I began to wonder if he would want to fuck me at all. Perhaps he just enjoyed the courtship part of all of this. That would have been fine with me too.
I instinctively liked this gentleman. It was like being at a wedding and having been asked by a great uncle I had never met before if I would dance with him.
I decided to just follow his lead. He sat me down on the bed, then leaned me back, spread my legs, and began to kiss my thighs and tummy. His kisses got closer and closer to my womanhood. He added light little furtive licks to his kisses. I realized that I was actually getting turned on!

He then began to become more random with his kisses, almost erratic. The guessing as to where his lips and tongue would strike next became tantalizing.

Suddenly he nipped my clit.

[For those of you who have never seen me naked, my clittie sticks out about an inch from my body. The reason it does that is a long story.]
His nip on my clittie was not hard, and not soft, but just enough to truly get my carnal attention.

He chuckled as I gasped.

He looked me straight in the eye and said, “Young lady, I know you think I am much too old to properly fuck you. But after I am done with you, if you have not cum yet, I will gladly pay you an extra hundred bucks. If you do cum, I get a BJ as an extra either today or next time I come in. Deal?”

What could I say? I could not tell him this was my only night here. So I nodded. I realized that I had to hold my orgasm no matter what or whoever got him next time would have to pay my chit.

Then it occurred to me that I am not good about holding my orgasm for very long, so this was truly a real quandary for me. Should I just let him make me cum right away and then have time left to give him a BJ? In other words pay my own bills? Or should I play hard and tough and not cum and disappoint him dreadfully? I decided he may not have all that many more orgasms left in his life, so I had better cum fast.

7.16 The Plug

It then occurred to me that I needed to get my elderly gentleman’s cock out and into me quickly to give me the most amount of time to cum and then give him his BJ. His whore’s BJ.

Doni’s wife’s, the whore’s, BJ. Doni had told *** I was his wife.

I forced myself to refocus on my elderly gentleman. I reached for his zipper and fished his elderly cock out. Even before I could see his cock, I could tell it was different. And different it was. I removed his trousers, then just sat there and gawked at it.

The gentleman began to chuckle. He laughed as he said “I can see that I will be getting that blow job!”

No question about it, because just looking at his cock made me so hot I was almost ready to squirt.

And it wasn’t because it was long.
And it wasn’t because it was thick.

And it wasn’t because it was black, or green or anything to do with color.
His cock had a head that was about twice as large as his shaft for about a third of his cock shaft, then his shaft got thick. But the most intriguing part was his cock was gnarly.

By gnarly, I mean covered with thick veins and root like structures wrapping around it. It was like looking at a fantasy drawing of a Martian alien’s cock.

My pussy began to fantasize about what it would feel like inside me. My pussy began to clench and gyrate. My body began to crave the sensation of this cock inside it.

I totally forgot about his bet. I just wanted his cock to fuck me. He took forever to get his condom on. I finally did it for him.

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Quickly I plumped the pillow under my head so I could watch his prick enter into me, and beckoned for him to come fuck me. His hips moved forward.. I was totally focused on his cock. The rest of the world became hazy and indistinct as he moved his sharply in-focus cock toward my slutty randy fuck cunt. It was hard and wavering and pulsing as it approached my whore’s gash.

Everything went into slow motion. His cock head waggled back and forth as he stepped toward me. His cock shaft didn’t point up like a younger man’s does. It was pointed right straight at my cunt. It was like a coke bottle that we used to, as kids, spin and then dare each other to tell the truth about a question we asked them.

His elderly knees bent and pressed the bed clothing down as he put his weight on each side of my hips. His gloved cock head slowly, too slowly, approached my wet and ready quim. I found myself raising my hips to accommodate its magnetic attraction.

Finally his cock head touched my little randy lips. I reached down and guided it eagerly to my pussy opening, then felt the incredible thrill of a mutant cock fucking into me.

He slid his cock to its depths, then looked me in the eye and said “Now we will see how easily you cum!” He jerked his hips back forcefully. His cock head acted like a suction pump and I felt my womb try to follow his cock out of my body. It was an incredible sensation.

Then he slowly pushed his incredible mutant prick back into me, pausing for a few seconds.

Again he suddenly, forcefully, pulled out. I could feel the ripples of my belly as my innards were dislodged by this sudden outward suction.
I had never been fucked like this before.

And my body screamed silently in its sudden, forced, almost unwilling release.
I came harder and harder each time he pulled his cock out of my cunt. I was delirious with orgasm, my mouth open, my eyes wide open, my face a mask of grimacing delight. My body started trying to hump him faster. I was like a bucking horse as my cunt slid up and down his cock, pausing at the deepest penetration, then like he had taught me, slamming back as his cock head sucked my womb outward.

I became vaguely aware of the knobbiness of his cock shaft. That was the icing on the cake as I went totally ballistic. Soon afterward I passed out.

When I woke up he was holding me gently, softly, and with tears in his eyes. He kissed me softly and smiled into my grateful eyes. He chuckled and said “I never experienced a woman as orgastic as you my sweet little friend! Thank you for making an old man feel virile one last time.”

I put my arms around his neck and hugged him to me, feeling guilty that I could not tell him that he was one of the best fucks of my entire life.

He could see it in my eyes though, I think. He looked at me, kissed me several times, then told me that the deal with the BJ was just his own private joke.
I shook my head and turned, taking his cock into my mouth. I sucked him hard, then sucked him dry. This time he was the one that was grateful for my expertise. The sensation of his plug shaped cock in my throat as I pulled my head back up was similar to when it was in buried deep inside my pussy. It would sort of pop out of my throat and rattle around in my mouth. It was a highly erotic sensation. When he did cum, there was very little semen. I guess time takes its toll on the human body.

He hugged me several times, each time turning to go, then turning back around to hug me again. I found a real fondness for him in my heart of hearts. He is without doubt one of the most memorable characters of my whore house experience.

7.19 My Pimp's Black Dick

Honestly, I don’t remember my next three johns. Doni told me about them later, after we left. And apparently I took good care of them. But I have no memory of doing it. I guess I was still in that haze of satisfaction from my Gentleman caller.

Doni told me I was cumming constantly while they all fucked me. They just climbed on and stuck it in and fucked me as I kept cumming and cumming. Doni assured me they all wore condoms. Thank GOD!

After that *** told Doni he should take me out of there till I stopped cumming. So Doni came in and tried to get me up.

This next part is embarrassing.

I “attacked” his cock and fucked him right there in my whore’s bed. I took him bareback. I was cumming viciously, and fucked my darling Doni like he was a trick. Probably because he had cum several times, and he knows what I like during sex, Doni was able to fuck me till I passed out.

Then he carried my naked body out and laid me on the bed in the extra room *** keeps for drunks that need to sleep it off.

My darling Doni stayed there with me, holding me, protecting me. When I finally came around, I was totally out of it for awhile. Doni got me a Diet Pepsi which helped me re-establish a little focus. Then he force fed me water until I could again think.

After a bit, *** stuck his head in and asked how I was doing. Doni laughed and told him I was still raring to go.

*** came in and sat down and explained his girls were getting sore that I was getting the best business. I agreed to end my fantasy at the whore house. But *** held his hand out and asked if I still wanted him to do me?
Doni looked at me and I nodded “Yes!”

*** laughed. Then he told Doni that he had never met a woman that liked to fuck as much as I did. I took that as high praise from a pimp from the bayou.
So *** and Doni and I went out the back door, me still naked except for my shoes, Doni carrying my dress, and went into ***’s “living quarters”. They were pretty Spartan.

*** chuckled when he opened the door and told us he had a student loan and some other debts to pay off before he could build his own “Taj Mahal.” We didn’t push the question.

I saw Doni looking at him really hard, like he does with me when he is making sure I am OK. *** seemed not to notice.

*** turned to me, and his eyes started roaming up and down my body. I could feel his gaze almost tickling me as he visually adored my body for what seemed like a very long time.

Then with the softest of touches, his coal black fingers began to explore my body, starting at my long nipples, then my breasts, then my tummy, then my very exposed clittie. Doni told him why I am so visible. *** was fascinated. He got out a magnifying glass and examined my nipples. He muttered “Damn, dat mus a been one sharp knife!”

Then he knelt in front of my crotch and examined my clittie with the magnifying glass. He chuckled when he read the words on my clittie that I had tattooed on her for one of my previous masters. His eyes were full of mirth when he looked up at me.

Picture this. I was standing there in front of my pimp. I was totally naked. He was fully clothed. Doni was fully clothed. My pimp is inspecting my body with a magnifying glass. Something about that simply tickled me beyond my ability to contain my mirth. I started to shake with laughter. *** had to look up at my face to figure out what I was doing. He said at first he thought I was cumming again.

The guys both started laughing too. We had one of those moments when we all fed off each other’s giggles, and the humor started growing and growing until we all were rolling on the floor.

I suddenly realized I had to pee, . . . . BAD! Still laughing, I started to look for the ladies room, walking with that tell tale dance that a person who really has to go adopts to not pee themselves.

*** followed me into the restroom and told me to get in the tub and pee on myself. He positioned me on my back, my head lower than my cunt, and told me to start peeing. I did and he started to guide my stream by pushing my pussy around. He soon had soaked my breasts and my face and hair with my own urine. His black fingers on my hairless white pussy was such an erotic site that I was soon gasping for breath.

***’s adoring eyes watched me be the utter slut as he kept washing my body with my urine. I could see his cock getting hard in his trousers. Knowing that he was really getting turned on by what he was doing to me triggered my next orgasm.

*** played with my pussy until I stopped cumming, then told me to shower and clean up.

I very much enjoyed my shower. I carefully cleansed my hair and body, not being certain what opening *** was going to want to enjoy. I was still hoping he would fuck me in every hole. That was my fantasy and he was my pimp, and I wanted to be his willing slutty whore.

When I turned off the shower, he was standing there with a huge white soft towel. He wrapped me in it and started drying me. His erection had not subsided.

As he was drying my hair, he started kissing me. He was an excellent kisser, let me confirm for you! WOW!

I couldn’t stop my hands from freeing his black cock from his pants and underwear (boxers). I caressed and toyed with my pimp’s cock as we continued to kiss.

I glanced over at Doni. His eyes were locked on my hands toying with my pimps coal black prick. The prick that was clearly going to soon enjoy my body. Doni had a hard on too.

I knelt and engulfed my pimp’s prick. God he tasted good! His cock was dribbling clear liquid continuously. It was nearly tasteless. But it had this very subtle flavor that was very enjoyable. I took his cock down my throat within about ten seconds and started to suckle with my tongue and cheeks, my head slowly moving up and down on his shaft.

One hole filled to capacity!

Next he stood me up and started to toy with my clittie again. I spread me legs and watched his beautiful black hands toy with his whore’s clit. Soon I was quivering with need.

“Deni, sit on dat counter dere,” he said as he pointed. I backed over to a counter and tried to scoot up onto it. He chuckled and helped me up. He pressed my thighs apart as far as they would go. My legs will move almost ninety degrees out from my centerline. So I was split wide open, my pussy fully exposed and widely gaping, glistening in its own delighted glory.

*** sighed as he toyed with his whore’s white cunt lips.

Not able to wait any longer, he moved to my front and placed his cock head at my cunt opening. He pressed gently but firmly, and my pimp’s cock moved deep into my cunt. My pimp was going to fuck his whore, was going to fuck me, bareback!

I came like a bucking horse.

7.24 Pimp Fucked

When I quieted down, *** was still inside me, still hard, and watching my face intently. He smiled at me when my eyes focused. “Yo be da mos incredible fuck, Deni! Yo husband be so lucky. Yo cock, that be what we call a cunt in Loosiana, be perfect for fuckin. An gawd, do it have da fuck muscles inside!”

I remember grinning at him, Mistress. I remember blushing too. My pimp was complementing your little whore on being a great fuck! It made my day.

Suddenly *** started fucking me hard, with long rapid strokes that made me again burst into ecstasy. He would withdraw his cock totally, including his glans, and then plunge his whole cock back into me to my very depths. His cock head would split me open over and over this way. His cock would bounce off my G-spot with each spearing penetration. *** watched my face the whole time he fucked my cunt, and while I came, he would slow his pace down, making my orgasm last longer. Then he would wait for a few minutes, and suddenly start fucking me again. Doni told me later he had counted my cums. I came seventeen times with *** fucking me that way!

I was soaked in sweat, and rapidly losing voluntary muscle control in my stomach. I had never cum so violently and so long and so many times in my whole life. This was truly the fucking of a life time! My hair was bedraggled, my body was coated with perspiration, and my cunt was beginning to tremble with tiredness.

*** truly knew how to wring a woman out!

Then *** looked at me and said “Ready ta pass out, Deni chile?”

I wearily nodded my head, my eyes barely open.

*** began a whole new rhythm. He started sliding his cock shaft down across my clitty, and then with a flourish that I can’t describe, would cause his cock to slam up against my g-spot with a glancing sliding blow, then his cock would kind of ricochet off my g-spot and slide down that inner wall that separates my ass from my cunt. It would somehow stretch that membrane, causing it to move inside me, and then, just as his cock head was landing in the bottom of my pussy, that membrane would release, making it snap back up my fuck canal and sort of shiver my asshole. Mistress, I hope that is an adequate description. It is the best I can describe it.

But it made me go off the deep end! I mean . . . so intense an orgasm that I remember seeing shooting stars and firecrackers and fireworks caroming around in my head. I went blind after a few seconds, and only what was exploding inside my head was left. The last thing I remember was a torrent of pussy cum gushing onto my legs.

When I woke up, I was back in the car, and Doni was sitting there looking at me. He chuckled when he saw my eyes open. He handed me a stack of money. I took it, not really understanding what it was. I just sort of sat there, still in a daze.

Doni told me I had made over fifteen hundred dollars.

Suddenly I knew what I had to do with it. I staggered out of the car and into the front door of the Shady Lady. The original three of my sister whores were standing in the front room. I divided the money into piles and gave them each a third.

Then I turned and staggered back out.

We were just pulling out, the lights of the parking lot reflecting off the car windows, when all three women came out and waved at me, shouting at me to stop. Doni did, and they all came over and hugged me. It made me cry. I wanted to be able to tell them how much I had enjoyed being with them. I think they understood though, just call it feminine intuition.

I slept most of the rest of the way into Las Vegas Mistress. Doni helped me up to the room, out of my clothing, and into bed. I was instantly asleep. I remember him kissing your whore’s forehead goodnight.

I dreamed I was my Mistress’s whore.

7.24 Doing the Concierge

When I woke up late the next morning, Doni had already left for his seminar. I realized that he had probably been gone for hours.

I ordered in breakfast. Then showered and opened the blinds to the blinding light of Las Vegas in the summer. There was a huge hotel being built right across the street. Four big cranes were being used to lift things up to where it was needed.

I opened the sliding door and walked naked out onto the balcony. It was already incredibly hot outside. I stretched deliciously, turning around several times to give the sun a chance to warm all of me after the clammy air-conditioning of the hotel room.

I felt relaxed and alive. I grinned as I heard the wolf whistles from the hotel under construction across the street. I smiled and waived at the horny guys, remembering that I had been a nasty cum slut whore just a few hours before, even fucking my black pimp bareback.

God what an incredible fuck that had been!

I could feel my wetness begin to grow as I recalled all the wonderful sensations and emotions I had experienced as I had lived my long held fantasy.

My libido began to rise. I went back into the room, leaving the door open to the balcony. I searched through my clothes, but found nothing that suited my mood. I was still trying to pick out an outfit when the knock on the door announced my breakfast had arrived.

My bouncing breasts reminded me I was naked as I walked toward the door. The concierge’s eyes confirmed I was naked when I opened the door. His Latino eyes surveyed my body as he stood there, consuming my nakedness with lusty eyes. I stepped aside so he could wheel in my meal. His elbow deliberately brushed my unflinching breast as he passed by.
I walked behind him, watching his cute little ass as he stayed bent over while he wheeled the cart to the side of the table.

He displayed perfect manners as he prepared my meal, moving the plates to the table and arranging my place setting.

I turned my back to him as I fumbled in my purse.

His eyes looked sad when he saw me preparing to tip him. When I handed him a condom as a tip, his eyes almost popped out of his head.

“Really?” he asked.

I grinned and bent over, unzipping him. He had a nice cock, slightly curved up along his shaft. The head of it was a nicely shaped helmet. He was certainly thick enough to make his penetration most pleasurable. His erection zoomed into erotic completion. I turned and bent over, smiling back at him over my shoulder. He took me from behind, entering me gently . . . . at first, then his need took over and he fucked my cunt deep and hard as I thrilled to be such a cheap fuck. Five buck whore.

“Five buck whore” my mind screamed as he began to cum inside my body. I was shivering in ecstasy, my whole body trembling as I felt his release inside my cunt. As he slowed, then dropped from within me, I voraciously tore off his condom and inhaled his cock, taking it deep into my throat, hungrily milking the last remaining drops of semen from his cock.

Suddenly he jerked his cock out of my mouth. I realized his cock was probably very sensitive after cumming only a few seconds before. I sat my naked back side on the floor and smiled at him. He blushed bright red.

“I ain’t never did this before!” he explained. He looked at me, then his eyes scanned my body. “You’re Gorgeous. Damn gorgeous!” He thought for a few minutes, then asked “Why you do this?”

I wished that the wonderful spoken words could pour out of me. I wished I could tell him his sad eyes triggered my need to pleasure him. I wished he would understand that I wanted him to feel good by making me feel sexy and erotic. I wanted to say ‘I just felt like fucking you.’

But I just shrugged. I could see his Catholic guilt beginning to creep into his soul.

7.30 Becky Comes Over

The Blue Men show was fantastic!

We had front row seats, so someone was well connected! And whoever it was, they were with us! After the show, someone suggested we go to a night club.

Beckie (no, not her real name, but she will have these memories when she gets back to her every day life anyway, won’t she?) had worn a low cut black dress with no back. Her body looked delectable. She smiled at me over and over during the evening. Shyly at first, but then more and more boldly as she consumed alcohol. Not a lot of alcohol, mind you, but we women rarely need a lot to believe we can be less inhibited.

I had worn my ankle length slinky white skirt with my sheer, nearly transparent camisole. I was positively trashy. My clittie was on display all evening whenever I stood up. I adore the sensation of her little head being caressed by my clothing as I walk or dance.

And the requests for dances were non stop, for both myself and for Becky. I could see her slowly beginning to move that body, shake that booty, like I was.

Finally she asked me to dance wit her. I let her lead, and I let her take me to where her fantasies had been pushing her to go. Her hands were at first hesitant, but then became bolder and bolder, until she was caressing my body just like I love to be touched.

“Deni?” Her voice was hesitant.

I smiled at her and kissed her on the lips, lingering there for a few seconds. Her eyes got huge. I felt her mound press involuntarily against my hip.
“Oh god baby, I have never done this before honey! But I want to. I really want to. Will you show me . . . . ummm, . . . . how?”

I nodded and took her hand, leading her back to our table. I slid in beside her, smiling at her. Her legs parted willingly when she felt my silent touch on her inner knee. Her eyes closed as my fingers stroked her lightly under the table.
Her little moan caught Doni’s attention.

He made excuses for us, then put his arm around both Becky and I, and guided us out the door and to a taxi. Her husband just smiled at her as she left with us. He had this wistful look on his face. I think he had wanted to watch his wife be with a woman. But apparently that was not in her fantasy.
We arrived back at the hotel suite, both breathing heavily from our taxi ride filled with caresses and kisses. We again cuddled and kissed in the elevator on the way up to the room. Doni watched us with a bemused smile on his face.
Once in our suite, Becky became blushingly shy. Doni went into the second bedroom of our h otel suite and closed the door, leaving us alone in the sitting room. The bedroom door was wide open to the master bedroom. Becky kept glancing at it as we got to know each other a bit better.

I looked into her eyes and kissed her gently on her lips, my tongue flicking her softness as I looked into her eyes. She is taller than I am by about five inches. She looked nervous, scared, and vulnerable.

Finally she pulled away, then looked into my eyes. “I’ve never done any thing like this before, Deni! I have no idea what to do, ‘cept of course the things I read on the internet. Barney told me if I want to try this, that I can, but he wants to know everything that happened. Is that all right with you Deni?”
I giggle my silent giggle and walked to my lap top computer, guiding her to my blog page, then showed her Samarel’s site. I had her read my story “Wanda in My Bed”, and then the story “My First Threesome”. She was breathing heavily as she read.

She looked at me after finishing both stories and asked if I minded if she called her husband? I shook my head. She hit her husband’s speed dial on her cell. When he answered, she read to him the URL for Samarel’s site, then explained to him which stories were mine. She told him to read them and then when she got back to their room, he could fuck her silly as she told him all about us. She listened for a few seconds, then handed the phone to me.

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His smooth rich baritone voice said “Deni, please make tonight night her best ever in her life. She deserves it, OK? Thanks for being willing to teach her how it feels to be with a woman. She told me about this fantasy clear back on our wedding night. I promised her that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, so she is willing to try. Your husband told me at the afternoon break toady that he was looking for a woman to make love to you while on this trip. So here she is. Please take good care of her, Deni, she means the world to me.” He stopped talking, so after about ten seconds of stillness, I gave the phone back to Becky.

They chatted for a few more minutes, her becoming more and more emboldened to look at my body as she told her husband over and over that she loved him. I began to remove my clothing. There wasn’t much to remove. Her eyes caressed me like gay man

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