Ho for a Night

This is a pretty nasty cuckold story. I don’t recommend doing this in real life. If you want romance or people who are concerned about bodily fluids this one is probably not for you. But if this is what you like, c’mon in and get comfortable.

-H.G.

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The little black dress my wife was wearing was stretched tight across her big, luscious ass and was so short that the tops of her stockings showed. The halter-top of her dress tied behind her neck and barely covered more than the tips of her braless 36C breasts. Her black patent shoes had a two-inch platform with six-inch heels, and her long, shapely legs were encased in shiny black lace-top seamed stockings held up by a black lace garter belt. She looked like a working girl, which was the intention.

We had a plan. Actually it was Michelle’s plan, but I was happy – no, thrilled – to go along with it. We walked into the bar in the seedy area of the city where men expected to see women like this. The fact that she was accompanied was the only thing that kept the men away, but they were looking. We sat in a booth, ordered drinks, and after a few minutes a man walked over. He was a black man, and his choice of attire said "pimp" loud and clear. He stared at Michelle, but talked to me.

"Mmm, mmmm, MMMM! That is one fine lookin’ lady you have, brother. She ain’t a pro, is she?"

"No, not yet." I answered cryptically.

"What d’ya mean, 'not yet'? If you thinking 'bout working this place, you forget it now. This is my territory. All the bitches here work for Silky!"

"We aren't going against you, Silky. We have a deal to offer. I want my lady to work for you for one night. You can keep all the money she makes. And I want to watch."

Silky thought for a minute, looking back and forth between Michelle and me. I noticed she was absently rubbing the back of her hand where her wedding ring had been. "I get it. But how do I know she’s any good. She looks fine, but can she do the work?"

"She can do it."

"I can't just take yo' word, man. I got customers to please. I'm gonna need to test her myself."

"OK, fair enough."

"I'm gonna take her to my office in the back. You sure you want to watch?"

"Absolutely!"

As we walked to the back, several men were watching. Silky opened a door and we stepped into a small room. It had an old table, a chair and a seedy couch. I sat in the chair and Silky closed the door. He stood close to Michelle and looked down into her eyes. His hand stroked her hair.

"What's yo' name, pretty lady?"

"I'm called Jasmine," Michelle answered, looking him in the eye without hesitation.

He bent his head and kissed her forehead. I could see he was approaching her gently. Then he tipped her chin up and kissed her on the lips. Michelle kissed him back and opened her mouth to let his tongue in. He probed her mouth, and she sucked his tongue. His big hand slid down her back and cupped her round ass. She wriggled and pushed back against his hand, and he slid it up under the hem of her minidress. Silky pushed the tight dress up over her butt, revealing her perfect ass and the taught straps of her garter belt. She was wearing a g-string, and the thin strap disappeared between the firm cheeks. Silky stroked her ass, and traced his fingers along the crack. Then he slid his hand down her ass and under the string of her panties. His fingers touched my wife's pussy from behind, and she moved her legs apart to give him access. As he slid a finger into her cunt, she moaned around his tongue in her mouth. He pulled his hand away and held up the wet finger to his nose, sniffing her juice.

"Mmmm. I love the smell of white pussy! OK, Jasmine, let's see if you know how to give head."

Silky sat down on the couch and slid forward, spreading his legs. Michelle knelt down between his legs with her back to me. Her dress was around her waist, and I had a beautiful view of her ass. She bent forward and spread her legs to give me a better view of her pussy. The tiny string of the thong was buried between her shaved pussy lips. The lips were shiny with juice, and the panties were wet. I could see the pucker of her asshole peeking around the thong. She looked up at Silky and pulled down his zipper. Reaching inside she felt his cock, and pulled it out.

"Mmmm…nice!" she whispered in appreciation as she saw his long black uncircumcised dick. It was at least eight inches long, and not quite fully erect. She bent and kissed the head, licking around the foreskin. Her little pink tongue traveled along the black shaft, licking and tasting every centimeter. She worked her tongue under the foreskin and around the head, deftly using her tongue to fold back the 'skin. Then she licked all around the big head, wetting it and cleaning it. His cock had grown and filled, and was now more than nine inches and fully erect. Her small hand could barely get around the thick shaft as she held the monster to her open mouth. She forced her mouth around the head, her lips stretching as she sucked the pimp's black dick. She moved her head up and down, fucking him with her face. Each time she went down, she pushed more of the mighty cockshaft into her throat. Small grunts and gagging noises came from my wife as she worked hard to show the black pimp what a good cocksucker she was.

I could see how turned on she was by the copious pussy juice that oozed out of her cunt and around the thong. Small rivulets of cream were dripping down the insides of her thighs, approaching the tops of her stockings. Michelle reached back with one hand and pulled the skinny string of her thong out of her ass crack and to the side onto her butt cheek. Placing her hand on her round, firm behind she pulled her ass open to give me a good view. Arousal had caused her pussy lips to open wide, showing the wet, red inside. I could see her open cunthole with a ribbon of cream running down to her erect clit. She slid her red-nailed middle finger into the creamy hole in one move, then brought it out covered with her hot juice. Rubbing the tip of her finger all around her asshole, she spread the slippery juice on her tight pucker and pushed the finger up her own ass. My wife fingered her own asshole while sucking Silky’s big black pimp cock.

Suddenly Silky pulled his snake from her mouth and slapped her across the face with it! Back and force he bitch-slapped my wife with his long wet dick.

“Get yo’ hand away from there, bitch. I’ll let you know when you can think about yo’ own pleasure. You pay attention to yo’ work when you workin’ for me!”

“I’m sorry, Silky. Really I am! I just got so hot sucking your beautiful cock!” she whined.

“Well, suck it some more and I’ll let it go. And lick my balls, too.”

I watched as my wife, chastened and dominated by this pimp, went back to spreading her spit over his cock. She licked to the base and tongued his smooth, black scrotum. Her pink tongue covered his balls, then she gently sucked them into her mouth. Silky closed his eyes and moaned, “Damn, this bitch can suck!”

He then sat up and pushed her away so that she abruptly sat back hard on her bare ass.

“Silky, please don’t make me stop. I want your hot cum in my mouth!” she pleaded.

“No, bitch. Silky don’t give his stuff to every new cunt that comes along. If you do good work tonight maybe I’ll let you have it at the end of the night, for a reward. Fix yourself up and we’ll go start you working.”

Michelle got up, and I noticed a little snail-trail of pussy cream where she had sat back on the floor. She straightened her panties and her dress, then she went to the mirror and fixed her lipstick. Silky told me to come along, but to walk a few steps behind so people will see just him and his new girl. As we walked through the bar men called out,

“Hey, Silky. Who’s the new girl?”

“When can we get a chance with her?”

No one seemed to notice me walking ten feet back. Michelle played the part well, holding his arm and swinging her hips as she tottered on her platform heels, smiling at the men.

“You want to play, you got to pay!” said Silky in response. As we walked through the street, more street people yelled to Silky, some making obscene propositions about my wife. Silky was talking on his cell phone as he walked, making several calls. After walking a few blocks, we got to a seedy hotel. We walked in, and Silky led us to the elevator without stopping. Apparently he already had a room here. We got out on the third floor and walked to a door. It was a run-down suite, with a small sitting room that led into a larger bedroom. In the bedroom there were a few chairs, a small table with glasses and whiskey bottles and a king-size bed, but no other furniture. There was a small bathroom behind a door. Michelle sat on the bed and crossed her long legs. Silky then surprised us.

“I know I said you could watch, but you can’t watch right at the beginning. I’ve seen husbands who couldn’t handle it once things get started, and I don’t want no trouble. You sit in the outer room. I’ll let you know when you can come in.”

I looked at Michelle. This wasn’t the plan.

She whispered in my ear, “Don’t screw this up, darling. My pussy is on fire and I want to get fucked. Do what he says.”

I went back out into the sitting room and Silky closed the bedroom door. There were two old armchairs and a small table with a lamp. On the table was a plastic basket filled with wrapped condoms. I picked up a condom and read the wrapper: “Magnum – for the King-Sized Man”. The door was really thin, and I could hear the muffled sound of Silky’s voice, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying. I heard Michelle, too. Suddenly I heard Michelle giggle, let out a squeal, and then moan. Then it was quiet for a couple of minutes. My mind was racing trying to imagine what they were doing. There was a knock on the front door, and it opened. Two big, rough-looking black guys walked in. One looked like he could have been a boxer, the other looked like a gangsta. They barely glanced in my direction as they went straight through to the bedroom. They knocked, Silky said. “Yo!” and they went in. The door closed.

I heard sounds of appreciation and a whistle...ice clinking into glasses. Again I heard Michelle squeal and giggle. Then a muffled moan, as if someone’s mouth was covering hers. Suddenly the front door opened, and two more big black gangsta types came in. They looked at me for a moment, and one said,

“Hey man, hand me that basket of rubbers.”

As I passed him the condoms he grabbed a handful and shoved them in the pocket of his leather jacket. He looked at his companion and smirked as they went into the bedroom.

“Oh, Jesus,” I thought. “That’s four plus the pimp!” Before the door closed I clearly heard Michelle’s voice say

“MMmmmm, hello boys! This is going to be a great party!”

I heard a man’s voice say, “Who’s the white boy?”

“That’s just my husband,” Michelle answered him. “Don’t pay any attention to him.”

There were the sounds of talking, laughing. I heard “Pass that spliff this way, bro.” Oh, shit, they’re smoking dope! Michelle looses all control when she’s stoned! Now there’s no telling what filthy acts she’ll perform. Then it suddenly got quiet.

I heard one man’s voice say, “Oh, yeah! Suck that thing, bitch!”

Then another said, “Hey, Rock. Don’t hog the talent. C’mere baby, suck this for a while!” and the sound of Michelle moaning around a cock in her mouth.

More voices, “Get her dress off! Leave the underwear, it looks hot!”

“Give me that joint,” Michelle’s voice, “I want more dope.” I could hear her toking on the joint.

“Get on your knees!” Silky’s voice.

“Oh, man! Would ya look at that shaved pussy! The juice is dripping out!” Then another moan from Michelle.

“Damn! It’s tight and wet! Get ready babe, here comes nine inches of hot meat!”

I heard a long moan, a sharp gasp and a squeal from Michelle. Then,

“Aaah…aaah…ooohh… OH YES! OH YES, FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!”

Then her voice was muffled as someone shoved a cock in her mouth. For the next twenty minutes I listened to the sounds of my wife being gang-fucked by these rough characters. She was yelling and begging them to use her.

“OOOOOhhh…baby…fuck my cunt...oh…it’s so DEEP! Oh…oh…oh…OH…cum…cum, cum in my hot pussy! Fill me with it!” then more groans and moans from Michelle.

‘OH FUCK!!” my wife yelled obscenely, “I’M FUCKIN’ CUMMING! Uhh…uhh…uhhh…oh shit...fuck…cock…cock…FUCK MY CUNT!!!”

After five more minutes of muffled sucking sounds and unintelligible words of encouragement from my wife’s cock-stuffed mouth I heard,

“Oh…bitch…I’m gonna cum!”

“Yesh,” mumbled Michelle. “Cubb ib by bouff!”

I heard him groan and cry out, and I knew he was cumming in my wife’s mouth. Another deep voice said, “Here comes another one, bitch!” followed by groans from him and squeals from Michelle.

“MMmmm…give me that hot fucking dick juice in my mouth! Shoot some on my face, too!”

“Whoa, you really like that stuff, don’t you baby!” then a few minutes of quiet and some muffled sucking sounds.

I looked at the door and I noticed that it was now open just a crack. I stood up and peered through the opening. I had a clear view of Michelle kneeling on the edge of the bed in her stockings and platform heels. One guy was lying down and she had his prick in her mouth, her head bobbing up and down. Her breasts were hanging down and swaying as the boxer, who was standing, thrust into her from behind. As I adjusted to the dimmer lighting I could see more detail. Her knees were spread wide apart and the boxer was holding her full round hips as he fucked her. He was really ramming her, his long greasy black dick disappearing up her pussy and reappearing. I saw several used condoms scattered around on the bed, full of sperm. Suddenly someone noticed me at the door and pulled it open. The room smelled from sweat, marijuana and pussy - my wife’s pussy.

“Hey, man. What do you think of your slut wife now? Even the pros don’t go for cock like this!” said Silky. The others guffawed and slapped palms all around.

I walked over to get a closer look. The big cock was stretching her cunt beyond belief. A layer of pussy juice and sperm coated the pole. Nobody objected when I put my hand on her wet behind and stroked her ass. Her pink asshole was exposed, and I touched it with my finger, rubbing her puckered rectal opening, feeling how tight the muscle was. The guy fucking her didn’t seem to mind, so I pushed against her wet anus until my finger slipped in. She wiggled and moaned around the cock in her mouth. I could feel the prick in her pussy through the thin membrane of flesh separating her ass from her pussy. Stuffed with black cock at both ends, she still didn’t realize it was me shoving my finger in her ass, but she seemed to enjoy the added stimulation. I pushed my finger in deeper, which started her moaning again. Then I heard her making choking noises and I had to get a closer look at her blowjob, so I slid the finger out and moved up to her head.

Her eyes were closed as she shoved her face onto the shiny jet-black prick stretching her red lips. She was jamming her head down onto the pole as if she was trying to get this nameless black man’s rock-hard boner down her throat. Her gagging noises mixed with the loud, liquid squelching sounds coming from her cunt. Saliva and cock juice dripped from her lips and chin as she sucked. I reached out and stroked her soft, shiny hair, feeling her head bob up and down. I bent over and kissed her on the back of the head, which got her attention.

Michelle looked into my face just inches away and her eyes opened wide as if she had been caught in the act. I just stared without speaking. Her eyes were bloodshot from the dope, and her pupils were dilated wide. She held my gaze for a few seconds as if judging my reaction, then her eyes narrowed to slits as if she just remembered that I had come here with her. She slid the black boner out of her mouth until just the head was in her lips and stared into my eyes while she sucked on the head. Popping it out, Michelle looked at me and said through swollen, lipstick-smudged lips,

“Oh, god, I’m such a fucking slut! I love cock so much! Look at me, Jay, I can’t stop cumming! I want more cock. I want to be covered in cum!”

Her face was shiny with sperm. It was on her cheeks and her chin. Her pussy and inner thighs were so wet I couldn’t tell if it was from cum or her own juices. Although some of them seemed to be using condoms, I wondered how many times these rough black men had shot their sperm onto and into my wife.

Returning to her blowjob, Michelle ran her tongue around the ring of his foreskin and lapped at the underside of the shaft. She stared into my eyes as she licked the head of his cock, lapping at the pre-cum oozing from the piss-slit. When she whispered something I couldn’t make out, I leaned in close to hear her better.

“Was that you playing with my ass?” Her breath smelled of marijuana and sperm.

“Yeah, it was.”

“It felt really good. It really makes me want to be fucked in my ass. I want to try one in my pussy and one in my ass at the same time! How about it, honey? Want to see your sweet little wifey taking it in both holes like a porn star?” The fact that I was now in the room watching her depravity seemed to drive her to new heights of slut-lust.

“You know I do, sweetheart,” I replied.

She held my gaze and lapped at the dickhead she was holding. Someone passed me a joint and I took a big hit. I held it for Michelle and she inhaled deeply. She held the smoke in, and as she exhaled she gasped,

“How about getting my ass ready for cock? Do a good job, sweetie!”

The boxer pulled his cock out of her cunt. She stayed in the doggy position, her big, firm ass high in the air. My finger slid easily back into her ass-pucker. She moaned and resumed lapping at the big wet cock as I moved my finger around in her butt hole. She wiggled her ass and shoved back as I forced in a second finger. It was tight and slick in my wife’s rectum as I fucked her ass with two fingers. When I pulled them out I saw that her sphincter was stretched enough to stay slightly open.

She looked over her shoulder at me and hissed,

“What are you waiting for, baby? Lick it! Put your tongue in my ass and get me ready!”

She reached back and grabbed an ass cheek and pulled herself wide open. I bent to her spread ass and planted a kiss on her dilated asshole. I licked at the opening, and pushed the tip of my tongue into her ass.

“Mmmmmmm! Oh, yes. Tongue-fuck my filthy fucking asshole!” I knew she really liked talking dirty, especially when she was stoned.

I tasted the slick inside of my wife’s hot rectum, shoving my tongue as far up her ass as I could. I was as crazy with lust as she was, and wanted to see a big black dick stretching her ass. I could feel her ass muscles clenching around my tongue.

“Oh god! I can’t wait any more. Let them fuck me now!”

I pulled my tongue from her ass and she climbed on top of the guy she’d been sucking, sliding her gaping pussy down onto his wet pole with her ass facing me. Her big tits were swinging free, and he reached up to pinch and pull on her rock-hard nipples. The boxer placed his huge cock at her wet ass and pressed forward. In spite of my fingering and licking, the sphincter resisted the intrusion.

“Oh, god. I don’t think that thing can fit in my little ass! NO, don’t! Aaah…aaah…OK, OK just go easy! Aaah…OH…OH…OH MY GAWD!”

The pucker began to spread, and the big dick-head slowly moved forward.

“OH GOD, it’s in! Stay still, don’t move yet,” she pleaded as she reached back and put a hand on his thigh to hold him back. “OK, move slowly. Oh, oh, oh, YES! Oh, that feels ok. Mmmm, it feels good! Oh, I like it! Yes, fuck my ass! Do it hard now! Assfuck me! Assfuck me like a whore!”