I watched my downstairs neighbor as he jammed his fingers in her pussy and ass like there was no tomorrow. My ex-wife was just groaning and moaning, her arms and legs pulling against the restraints with every thrust of his hand into her pussy. I was wondering how much longer could she go -- this had been an all-day affair. So -- I needed to move this along.
I motioned him to stop, but to leave his fingers there. I stood directly behind him.
"You know, it occurred to me that you call girls really don't get pleasure, Just servicing your johns and then left to your own devices. That's really not fair. How about I lick and eat your pussy out until you come?
"Yes. Lick me out, please, eat me" she begged. "But I'll only charge you twenty", as she squirmed with my neighbor's fingers still in her.
"Fair enough.", I said, and pointed to my neighbor to pull his fingers out of her and I leaned over him and threw another twenty at her head. She had about two hundred dollars laying all around her body. The sight of money just thrown at her strewn around her body was quite the change of pace from our normal bedroom.
I signaled to my neighbor for another twenty, He gave it to me, I pocketed it, and he dove his tongue right into her pussy. And another step was taken in selling my ex-wife to another man.
I stood there watching them. I had a weird feeling come over me. My wife really acting like a whore. Here she was, bought and paid for, and some older guy was eating her out. I couldn't tell if I was proud or something else.
I had to say he was pretty good. He had his fingers in her pussy and ass as he ate her out, and she moved her ass up and down until she came for what seemed like tenth time of the event. He looked as if he was going to say something, so I signaled him to be quiet. He stood up, slipped me another ten and quietly whispered, "That was worth the extra ten". I almost came in my pants on that remark -- not only was my ex-wife a real whore, she was a darn good one!
As my ex-wife was laying there, panting, looking for more sex or money, I decided to see what I could get away with. I walked to her head and said, " Time for more sucking, how much?"
She just lifted her head a bit and said "Just twenty, I've made a lot tonight."
I responded with, "That's not a good businesses decision. You should always charge what you are worth. How can you make a living by cutting your prices?"
She nodded and said, "You're right, I'm the best cock sucker on the block. Make it forty!". I threw two twenties at her head and shoved my cock into her mouth. As I'm feeding her my cock, I signaled for my neighbor to come towards me.
I looked at his cock at realized we were about the same size and width. I took a giant leap, and motioned to him to put his dick in her mouth. His eyes lit up and hurried over. I signaled for more money, and he grabbed another forty, gave it to me, put I eit in my pocket.
I had to maneuver very carefully or our cover would be blown. I slipped out of her mouth, wiped my dick a few times on her face, which she responded by trying to lick it whenever my cock tip came near her mouth. When he moved in behind me, I pulled away and we shifted positions - very quietly. He looked at me and I nodded that her mouth was bought and paid for, and he then shoved his dick in her mouth. My ex-wife was now pimped out to suck other men. She didn't know it -- she just kept sucking for all it was worth. And I was another forty dollars richer, and one more line had been crossed.
I watched him face fuck her -- no use of his hands, but moving his hips to go in and out of her mouth. Mouth? Hell, it wasn't a mouth at this point; it was just a hole I used earlier. She was now just a bunch of holes men were using to pleasure themselves, and she was only too willing to be those holes.
I started to get mad at her for this -- the fact that maybe, just maybe, I actually married a true whore. I thought about everything we did tonight, and the only reason she did them was to get paid. In the past, every time I asked, she said no. Wear sexy lingerie? No, but pay her, and it's yes. Do a striptease? Yes, but only for money! Wear a dog collar? Play with toys? Only for money! I was getting angry that my ex wasn't role playing; she was living out what she was -- someone who traded sex for money!
I watched him continue fuck that hole. I realized my ex made a lot of money that night, and giving the rage I was starting to feel, she would make more. I watch him continue to push his cock down her throat, in and out, and her head not moving. She was just a receptacle for his cock, and soon, his cum.
He started to move faster, grabbing her hair and pulling his cock into her mouth. My ex started to gag but he didn't stop, he just continued to fuck her open mouth for all it was worth. He turned to look at me and nodded, and looked like he was ready to cum. I mouthed at him "face" and he turned, pulled out, grunted and sprayed all over her face and head. She kept her mouth open to catch what she could. Her blindfold was the first thing on her to get slobbered over in cum. Her eyebrows got covered, the bangs of her hair get covered, her entire face was a mess. She was a true cum dump with what she had taken from me earlier. For all she knew, this second load was from me too.
We both looked at her, and then I said, "Well, I think it's feeding time for you whore." I was really going down a bad path, but it seemed right at the moment. "How much to feed you from your face?"
She knew what that meant from our last experience with her former student. She said, "The going rate -- 40 bucks". She was still a very willing participant, and that meant if you paid this slut, she'd do anything you said.
I looked at my neighbor and directed him to follow me. I grabbed a bit of cum on my finger and feed it to her, just stuck it in as far as my finger would go. My neighbor moved in unison and then fed her again. This went on for a few minutes, with her just eating our cum for the money we paid her. Give her money, you can come on face and be fed your cum. I doubt her fellow school teachers would even recognize her at this point!
My ex-wife was now sold to have her pussy and ass fingered, be eaten out by someone she didn't know, suck a stranger's cock, have them cum over her face, and then eat the cum. And I, her husband, collected the money for those services. And as I thought about what had transpired, I was thinking this wasn't a game to her.
After feeding her cum, I looked down at what I had created. I wasn't happy. I thought this was a simple game, but it was turning out that my prim and proper wife was, deep down, a cum craving street slut. I even wondered if she had done this before by the way she was acting. I knew that wasn't true, but her talk throughout this was so out of context made me think it.
I walked around to the end of the bed and put my hand on her ass. I tapped it a few times. If she wanted to be treated like a slut, then so be it. Let's see how far should would go for money.
"Do you remember what Jimmy said that night? She just stuttered a bit. I looked at my neighbor and said, "You remember. The night you sucked off your former student in the backseat of our car at the drive in? The guy we gave your pussy to in order to keep him quiet?"
She grunted a bit and said, "I do. My first night selling my body!" My neighbor's eyes popped out of his head; he now realized tonight wasn't her first time being a prostitute.
"That's right! Now, he really liked your ass. In fact, he loved it when it moved when he slapped it. How much to slap it now?"
There was no answer. Spanking was another of those things that I had tried in the past but got a strong rebuke. Since this was for money, I was going to push it. So -- I slapped her ass.
"I asked you a question, bitch! I paid for you tonight and all of you is mine! Now, how much to slap your ass?"
