Meloni

Saturday evening. Meloni started getting ready. She slipped into this super tight white dress that left little to the imagination. Her hair was all sleek and tied back in a ponytail.

"David, sweetie, I'm good to go," she said.

"Alright, let's roll."

We pulled up at the club right on schedule. It was this tucked-away joint on the outskirts of Miami, out west on Route 41. The parking lot had a few cars scattered around. As we walked up to the entrance, this guy spotted us and grinned.

"Hey, Meloni! Good to see you here," he greeted.

"Um... Hey, I'm David. Have you two met before?"

"Nope, just saw her in the pics Dr. Khoury sent over. Hey, I'm Mike, nice to have you at the club."

Both Mike and I shaked hands, but when Meloni approached him to say hello, Mike went ahead and grabbed her ass and kissed her cheeks.

"Come to the back, I'll fill you in on everything you need to do."

We went through a sort of dance floor. The men in the back of the bar, some of them black, began to whistle and shout the moment they saw Meloni:

"Nice ass!"

"Do you have milk for me?!!!"

"What a babe!"

"I am gonna fuck you blondie!"

They also shout at me:

"Hey man, you brought your woman to the wrong club."

I try to ignore them, but Meloni whispered in my ear:

"Hey, babe, I'm so pumped! Thanks for being here with me."

We walked into Michael's office, and right away, he offered us something to drink before diving into business.

"So, Dr.Khoury asked me to give you some guidance before you start. The club has multiple quadrangle booths, each linked to a shared bathroom and my office for discreet exits. A door on the opposite wall of the bathroom allows client entry, but per Dr. Khoury's request, no visits are permitted tonight. David, feel free to exit through that door for fresh air or a drink, and there's a chair for your comfort if needed. Meloni, on each side of the booth you will see a glory hole. They are ample, so you will be able to squeeze and lick balls with no difficulty. Some men would like to introduce their hands through the holes to feel different parts of your body, please let them do it. You will perform from 9 to 10:30 should you need a break just close the mini sliding doors attached to each hole. When you are ready to receive, open the sliding doors and put your hand out or just look through the hole. Before they cum they will give you a signal so you know what's coming, they will knock the wall. Please swallow all the cum, they've paid for that service. If one of the guys is unable to cum, do not waste time, just tell him to fuck off, we have a lot of costumers tonight. Do you have any questions, Meloni?"

"Yes, What if there is a cock in each hole at the same time?"

"One of the guys will have to wait." Answered Michael. "Anything else?"

"No, I think I can handle it." Said Meloni.

"OK. Tonight you will be in booth #2. I recommend you to undress here before you go in, you can leave your clothes in that cabinet with the other girls' staff. Go ahead, it's almost time."

Meloni stood up and took off her dress without caring that Michael was still there. Since she was wearing no underwear she got naked instantly. Michael took a deep look at her and said to me:

"Impressive woman you have here, my friend! I might treat myself tonight with booth#2 services."

I was unsure of what to say, so I simply gave him a thumbs up.

We went into booth#2 through the bathroom. Inside the booth there were bottles of water, hygienic paper, a bottle of personal lubricant liquid, a small bench in the middle facing the two glory holes and a chair for me. It was cozy, so I would be close to the action at all times. Suddenly there was a knock at the wall and Michael shout out loud:

"It's nine!!! Show time!!!"

Meloni breathed deeply and opened the door to her right.Immediately a small dick appeared through it. Meloni look at me with disappointment and she whispered:

"It's kind of small, but I do not want to discriminate." Then she shouted to the guy on the outside "Hi Darling!"

Meloni started to give him a blow job. She had to put her face to the hole to get that small dick in her mouth. After a minute she turned to me and said:

"It's very clean and it smells good."

Meloni continued to suck, but the guy was not really hard yet. She was worried about what Michael said of guys not able to cum, but she wanted to be nice so she decided to help him a little. She started to bust his balls while spitting some saliva on his dick and jerked him for a bit, but this didn't work either. At that point she said:

"OK, they say if you don't cum you need to move. Bye little boy!"

"Please, can I jerk off and cum on your face?" Said the man.

"Sure thing, I'm good with that!" Meloni replied.

Meloni sat on the bench, put her heels on the wall and exposed her cunt to him. The guy started to jerk off himself and Meloni started to touch her cunt and said:

"Look at my cunt, I am dripping!"

At that moment I heard a knock knock knock on the wall and immediately Meloni put the small dick back in her mouth and swallowed the first of many cums that night. Upon finishing she let the small dick go and said:

"Thanks!"

I was impressed with the familiarity Meloni was showing in giving a blow job to a stranger. Without a chance to ask her if everything was alright, she turned left and opened the other hole. This time, a huge white cock entered the hole.

"Look David! This one is pretty. "

Meloni was totally digging her next assignment, but like, barely a minute in... knock knock and Meloni was swallowing cum again.

"I am sorry I made you cum so quickly!" Said Meloni.

"Don't stress, I'll likely swing by later," said the guy.

"I ain't budging from here!" Meloni replied with a laugh.

Back to the right and another medium to high average cock appeared. Meloni took a sip of water and went to work again...

For the next 50 minutes she blew, licked, and jerked 8 more cocks of different sizes and colors, swallowing all their cum. Her enjoyment increased as time passed. Most of them put their hands into Meloni's boobs and some of them requested to grab her cunt, which Meloni offered without hesitation.

As the eleventh cock of the evening appeared on the right hole I felt that for some reason that cock looked familiar. Meloni kissed the cock and with a surprised expression in her face said:

"Is that you, Dr. Khoury?"

"Uh... nope... My name's Ahmed," said the man, sporting a Middle Eastern accent.

Meloni went back to blow him, but after a couple of minutes, she turned to me and whispered:

"It's him, it tastes like orange."

Meloni continued giving him the best blow job she performed so far that night. The Dr. had a huge load again and Meloni had a gag reflex for a moment, but she kept all his cum in her mouth before swallowing it. Once she finished, she turned to me and said:

"It was definitely him." She took a sip of water, glanced to the left, and exclaimed, "OK! Next!"

The blackest and biggest cock and balls I have ever imagined could ever exist entered the booth through the hole... Meloni had to use both hands to bring it to her mouth.

"Oh my god, you are huge."

"Just suck my cock you slut." Said the customer.

"Sure thing!" Meloni replied with a hint of excitement.

At first it was difficult for Meloni to manage, but soon she adopted a position that allowed her to have most of that enormous cock inside her mouth. Because of the size of it, Meloni had to stop sometimes to catch her breath. In doing so, she complimented him with things like:

"Oh you taste good, you taste so fucking good." And "No matter if your cock is too big, I will take it all."

This guy was lasting more than anybody else that evening, but Meloni did not tell him to move along like she did with her first one of the evening. She was enjoying this one a lot. She moaned, hummed, slurped, gagged with pleasure while her head continued to move back and forth. Every now and then he tried to slam his cock into the back of her hot mouth. I lost track of time, this one was lasting forever.

Finally... knock knock

"Hmmm Ppf!!!" I heard from outside.

A gigantic load went into Meloni's mouth and directly to her throat. The unloading lasted more than a minute and Meloni hummed and cried of pleasure until this guy took his cock away from her mouth.

"Thanks a bunch!" Meloni exclaimed, sounding completely drained.

"Shut up whore!" Responded the man.

Meloni giggled and said to me:

"This one totally reminded me of my ex-husband, Marvin."

"I guess that's it for you tonight, babe. It's already 10:30."

I shut both sliding doors. Meloni took a sip of water and wiped away her sweat. That's when I noticed she hadn't used the lube.

"Sure thing, babe. I'll hit the bathroom real quick, then I'll throw on some clothes," said Meloni.

"Yeah, I could definitely use a breather, and a couple of drinks wouldn't hurt right about now."

"Sounds good, hun. I'll be chilling out back, waiting for you."

When I stepped out of the booth, the guys waiting their turn had already scattered, and the ones who had received blowjobs from Meloni would probably have left by now. I opted for a drink at the bar. As I savored a cold beer, I couldn't help but overhear the customers chatting.

"Hey, that bitch in booth#2 is a real whore she has huge tits and the way she sucks... She is a pro."

"I agree." Said another man "The way she moves her tongue, how she swallowed me... she emptied me right away."

"I hope she comes back again soon."

I was trying to put a face on the cocks I've seen, but I could not quite make the connections. I was enjoying my second beer and watching TV when I suddenly heard:

"Hey guys, Michael has convinced the slut in booth#2 to do another round!"

"Yeaaaah!!!!"

"Let's mouth fuck that blondie!"

"Fantastic! Let's hurry and join the line before everyone else."

What? Meloni agreed to go back to the booth? I hurried over to Michael's office, knocked, and heard him say, "Come in!"

Meloni was seated on top of Michael, still naked, and Michael had both his hands on her boobs. Meloni didn't seem to care much.

"Hey, sweetie," Meloni greeted me with a wide smile. "I've got something to tell you. Mike says his customers really dig me, and he wants me to do another hour and a half of blow jobs! Can I?"

"Well... errr... I do not know..."

"David," Michael intervened. "Meloni and my customers are having a great time this evening. As I told your wife a minute ago she is a great sucker, I confessed to her I was one of the guys she blew about an hour ago. Besides, one of my regular girls didn't show up tonight, so I'm already down a booth. Can you guys do me this favor?"

"Come on, David, pretty pretty please, say yes!" begged Meloni.

My heart was racing, maybe it was the booze talking, but I blurted out, "Sure, why not?"

"Thanks, David. Feel free to hit up the bar while Meloni's tied up."

"Wait a sec! Ain't I supposed to be chillin' with her in the booth?"

"Not this time," Michael replied. "You see, last round was part of the therapy Dr. Khoury sent you in for, but the next one isn't. I don't want Dr. Khoury to get mad at me. After all, he's one of my best customers and providers."

"Sweetie!" Meloni chimed in. "Head to the bar and enjoy yourself. I'll be finished in under two hours."

For the next hour and a half, I watched as two long lines of guys waited for their turn at booth #2. At the beginning, I tried to keep count of how many guys Meloni serviced, with Michael being one of the first ones, but after a bit, I lost count. I was pretty wasted. Eventually, the lines broke up as Meloni closed the glory holes. Michael came to me and said:

"Hey buddy, it's time to head home! Your wife really nailed it today. I went through the line twice; she's gonna turn me into my best customer!" He chuckled. "She's hanging out in my office. I'll escort you there."

We walked into Michael's office, and to my surprise, Meloni was still in the buff. Ignoring me, she immediately turned to Michael.

"Hey, Mike, I've got my heels on, but my clothes seem to have gone missing."

"Hmm, where'd you leave 'em?"

"I left my dress in the cabinet, but I've checked multiple times, and it's nowhere to be found."

"Well," Michael replied, "maybe one of the other girls accidentally grabbed it. I'll ask around when they swing by. Sorry 'bout that."

"Ah, that sucks. Would you give me a heads up if you track it down?"

"Uh, yeah, sure," Michael said, "though I don't have your number."

"Oh, here you go," Meloni chimed in, handing him her phone number while I struggled to keep my composure. Michael dialed her number and said:

"Alright, got it. Here's my cell. Mind if I snap a pic of you to attach to your contact? I know another Meloni, and I'd hate to ring the wrong one."

"Sure thing!" Meloni replied. "Should I pose over here?"

"Well, you're backlit there. How 'bout you take a seat in this recliner?"

Meloni sat on the recliner, nude, with her legs completely open, showing a very wet cunt. She raised her hands above her head and leaned them against the back of the seat, which pumped her boobs up making a delicious pose. I was so wasted I barely remember anything. Mike snapped a bunch of pics though:

"Sorry, these phones can be real crap sometimes. Lemme take a few more and choose the best one."

After he was happy with the pics, Mike said:

"Hey y'all, it was awesome meeting you. Pretty sure we'll cross paths again soon. Gotta jet now, got biz to handle. You can slip out the back to your ride. Later!"

He groped Meloni's breasts one last time and kissed her on the lips.

"Baby, I'm too wasted to drive," I slurred.

"Don't stress, babe, I got this. Just toss me the keys."

We snuck out the back, strolling around the building. As we hit the parking lot, I caught some dudes hollering and whistling.

"Yeah babe!"

"Come here you whore!"

"Let me fuck those tits blondie!"

I forgot Meloni was naked. We hopped in the car, and Meloni took the wheel, driving us to the apartment. Along the way, we had to stop at a bunch of red lights. At one point, these dudes in a big 4x4 truck with super high wheels pulled up next to us. They were able to see Meloni naked in the car. They were yelling, whistling, and saying rude stuff to her, but Meloni just kept on smiling. Once we caught a green light, Meloni waved at them and we turned into our hood. Couldn't find a spot to park nearby, so we had to walk a couple of blocks from there through some packed streets, before we finally made it home. Needless to say there was more whistling and shouting nasty comments only this time, some men stopped Meloni to grope her and take pictures of her and with her. She seemed to really dig it 'cause she had this big smile in every picture. I think I might've snapped some shots for men who passed me their phones. Anyways, we got back home and crashed straight into bed. I was in no condition to have sex and Meloni was so exhausted she even forgot to brush her teeth that night.

On Sunday morning, I woke up to Meloni's breath, which honestly wasn't the freshest. She planted a long kiss on me, and let me say, her tongue tasted like it needed a serious scrubbing. But I didn't bring it up. Instead, I played it cool and said:

"Morning! Want me to whip up some breakfast before we hit up your folks' place?"

"Mmmmm no thanks honey. I feel full. I think I swallowed a lot of cum last night."

"Do you know how many men you sucked?"

"Well, I am not sure, Mike said I did 12 guys during the therapy, but I did not count after that. I can ask Mike."

Meloni grabbed her phone and texted Michael. He was probably still in bed, so there wasn't an immediate response.

We headed over to my in-laws' place, and as soon as we got there, Walter was all ready to welcome us, especially Meloni. That Sunday went as normal, with Walter harassing Meloni without remorse and Katherine ignoring the groping and the kissing between her daughter and her husband. I was pretty beat, still feeling the effects of last night's partying. Didn't really get much done that day.

During siesta time, everyone else headed upstairs, but I stayed put on the couch. The soccer game wasn't holding my interest, and I found myself yawning. Deciding to catch some shut-eye, I made my way up to Meloni's room. As I ascended the stairs, I heard what sounded like snoring. It reminded me of how Katherine always sends Walter to another room because of his snoring. Shit. I wanted to lay down on a proper bed. I was trying to figure out where to sleep when I realized that I was not hearing any snoring... but moaning!

At first I thought Walter and Katherine were having a great time in their room. Good for them. I like them a lot. After all, Walter must have been very aroused after all that kissing and groping with Meloni. I decided to tip toe to Meloni's room to not disrupt anybody, plus I assumed Meloni was asleep. I silently opened Meloni's room door and I realized the moaning was coming from inside that room. My first thought was that Meloni was touching herself thinking about a particular cock she liked the night before. But to my surprise, I looked at the mirror inside the open closet and I was shocked with what I saw: Meloni was on top of Walter, having rough sex with him. I was petrified: Walter was in bed facing up groping Meloni's boobs, licking them, squeezing them while Meloni was jumping on top of his cock. They couldn't see or notice me. I was unable to move, but I could not avoid seeing and listening what was going on:

Oh Daddy, I adore you! I'm your little girl, right? Right?

"Yes honey you're my little pussy."

"I am a good girl who takes care of you every time you ask me to."

"Oh yes baby, Dad loves you too."

I went downstairs. My wife was having sex with her stepfather, and this was for sure not the first time this happened. At that point I remember what Dr.Khoury said about consent. There was no option for me but to accept my wife's condition. After all, my wife was a slut.

I plopped down on the couch and spotted Meloni's phone chilling on the side table. Considering Meloni hadn't spilled the beans about her secret with Walter, I figured I had every right to sneak a peek at her phone. Knowing her password, I punched it in and dove straight into her messages.

There were some recent texts from an unknown number, and the first message in that text thread was sent that morning by Meloni:

(Meloni) Hey Mike, I had a blast last night! Thanks again. I was wondering, I know during the therapy I did 12 blowjobs including you but, Do you happen to know how many cocks I sucked during the second round? My hubby just asked me something, and I'm clueless about what to say. Catch you later. Smooches.

(Michael) Hey bitch, you were great last night. I think you did about 25 swallows maybe more during the second round, but I am not sure either, I only know some guys went twice (including me) 😝

(Meloni) Oh yes, I know a had few "seconds" LOL

(Michael) Hey, just wanted to say thanks for sticking around that extra hour. Those dudes would've been all over me if I closed your booth at 12:30.

(Meloni) No problema, my hubby was totally gone and didn't even know what time it was. Oh, and by the way, did you happen to find my dress?

(Michael) Mmmmm no, I'm at home now and won't be back to the club until later tonight. I'll ask the girls and I'll hit you up.

(Meloni) Thanks Mike. Smooches

(Michael) Bye bitch.

So, Meloni did at least 37 blowjobs last evening. That day I got confirmation my wife was not completely straight to me. I thought we would have to talk about it in therapy. Then I remembered Dr.Khoury said he was going to penetrate Meloni on Wednesday. You might think anyone would've been pissed off at the time, but for some reason, I felt like the happiest guy on earth.