Six foot, fifties and well overweight. Yes, the accent confirmed it. This man had fucked Christine before and had now rented her from Mohamed for him and two friends to fuck in a hotel room. A bit greasy looking, Piotr had a good sized cock and that was what mattered. Christine was given a really good seeing to, recorded for Bob to enjoy.
"Jesus I love seeing you get fucked!" Bob told his wife as he fucked her over the sofa while watching the DVD where Piotr was fucking her mouth while she sat, facing outward as she rode another man's cock to the point where his cum oozed from her pussy. "Such a dirty slut, tell me, what are you?"
Christine was happy being taken by her husband, but it just wasn't the fun it used to be. He could never perform like three or four men together. She was more and more often being left high and dry.
Mohamed called her one Monday. He told her that Piotr had booked her for a long weekend and to arrange time off from the jewellers. She would leave Friday tea time, and would need her passport, the only other information was when, where and some idea of what to pack.
Bob thought it would be a business meeting, with Christine sweetening the pot. She thought just a long weekend away, with lots of cock. Both were wrong.
The car, big, black and fancy, dropped Chris at a small outer London airport, lots of business jets and so on. Piotr and two new men met her there, and ninety five minutes later they took off in well fitted out jet. Once the seat belt signs were out Christine was in action.
Piotr motioned to Chris, who had on a classic LBD, to kneel and begin blowing the three men. Her breasts were groped, her arse too, and she had to swallow for all three. She was left wanting but was too nervous to ask. Just over three hours from take off, the jet landed at Sofia, Bulgaria, although Christine had no idea where she was. Even less nearly two hours later when the car dropped them off.
In the hotel room, Christine gave it no stars, she and Piotr would be sharing a bed. He explained that she would be servicing some business contacts, and much of it would be filmed for Bob, and Mohamed as well as Piotr's private collection. "Erm, normally it's just Bob and Mohamed?"
"Normally, but I have paid for this so it is happening." Responded Piotr.
"I'm not sure about that, it leaves me even more vulnerable." Christine complained.
"As vulnerable as not having your passport in a foreign country? It will be returned when you go home." Piotr made it clear where she stood.
That night Piotr took Christine out for a light dinner, and then had her fuck three men in the alley behind the restaurant. With her blouse open and no bra, sat on a small bin with a man between her legs, Piotr recorded the action on his phone, including the taking of the fees, which he pocketed.
Returning to the hotel Christine then had to fuck the night manager over his office desk, before Piotr took her to bed and had her arse, twice. Christine felt guilty about enjoying it all.
Next morning, Chris was dressed as a casual housewife, Plain blue knee length skirt, grey blouse and short blue anorak. Piotr told her his friends liked a bit of role play, and she was to go with it, even if she didn't understand the language, she would get the idea. She was pretty sure she had it already.
Walking through a park with Gregor, one of the men from the plane, a stranger walked up and began talking to Gregor, and seemed to be recording on his phone. There were looks and gestures toward Chris, grunts and smiles, and a show of much money. Gregor whispered in Chris's ear in English.
"He is offering money to take you into the trees and fuck you, look reluctant but be persuaded by the money, He will record it on a phone, as will I, stay reluctant." This was of course planned.
Christine looked surprised at Gregor and shook her head. He spoke normally in his own tongue and the stranger, Mikhail, waved money around. Christine went dead pan, and more money was waved. A slight hesitation and with a few more notes added, Christine nodded with a straight face.
In among the trees Christine was told to show her breasts by the man miming showing his. Slowly, she obliged. Gregor spoke quietly in English tell her to get topless. With a certain amount of real nerves, and a little excitement, Christine slowly removed her anorak, pulled the blouse from her skirt and slowly undid it,
Keeping her breasts covered she unclipped the bra and lowered the straps, then with a sigh, let the bra fall. Both men went to grasp a breast only to be rebuffed. Mikhail gave Gregor some of the money and Gregor then nodded to Chris, who then allowed herself to be groped.
Next to go was her underwear. Skirt still on, it was raised to her waist and Mikhail, with a short pan round of the camera phone looking for passers by, then licked two fingers which he then inserted slowly into Christine's wet pussy, making her gasp. All three looked around, checking for viewers.
After a little finger work, with Gregor fondling a breast, Christine was arranged on the ground on her hands and knees, and Mikhail rested his cock head on her labia. Christine gasped again. With a little Bulgarian between the two men, Christine was filled with new cock all the way in.
During the rather rapid sex, there was a sort of commentary which meant nothing to Christine. Mikhail was describing his latest fuck as a good housewife, one who knew her worth and obeyed her man. Also as a good fuck. Christine just tried to enjoy the sex.
"Be unhappy about the next few words, then say, He, he he b meh" just like that.
Mikhail spoke to Gregor who nodded back, and then Christine spoke her line, "No, no not in me!"
Mikhail informed the recording that he had paid to do so, and quickly worked up to ramming speed. With several hard strokes Christine was filled with semen, and as her benefactor growled his joy, Gregor whispered to her to say He, (NO) a few times, and do her best to clean up with her underwear.
The filming stopped as Christine tried to clean up.
Christine was a little concerned about the role playing stuff, but she did nearly cum and hoped she would get the chance soon.
Late morning and Christine was in a clothing shop where she was being shown some blouses by a spotty young man with a pathetic beard. Gregor had placed his phone on the bench in the changing booth, so he could record the salesman sliding in to catch Christine without a top.
After a shocked look, and as per instructions, Christine the let the lad caress her breasts before removing the bra altogether, groping the contents a while, and then push her down so she could blow him. It took a little work and then with her head held firmly, took a huge amount of cum into her mouth, and swallowed all but a small trickle that escaped to drip onto her chest.
Lunch was simple, and then off to a small bar. The sign said closed but when Gregor gave a certain knock, they were let in. The man inside, Genadi, was tall and thin, wearing jeans and a Guns 'n' Roses t-shirt. He led them to a back room, where another man, again tall but chunkier, in similar clothes, led them to yet another room, containing several boxes and a table.
The second guy, Boyan, asked about her sizes in fair, accented English, and rummaged in the boxes. After just a couple of minutes the table was laden with lingerie. Basque, suspenders, half cup bras and assorted panties etc. Gregor told Christine to try them on, thus giving the men a free show.
As has been said, Chris was no cat walk or page three model, yet, pushing forty, with two kids, still had a very strong sexual attraction, as a "Real" woman. Sexy yet ordinary, a sort of woman next door. The wedding ring was just a bit extra.
Chris kind of enjoyed showing off her attractions. A corset was swapped for another, it was just too small, everything else was good. Having stripped off again to put her previous clothes back on, Genadi told her to hang on. Gregor had another phone out, and Christine then noticed a wall mounted security camera, then another, and knew what was going on.
