My new wife, as it turns out, was a whore before she met me. Not a street walker or even a call girl but nonetheless a whore. She repeatedly met with men and had sex with them in exchange for gifts or money. They did not always just give her money directly. Often they gave her expensive gifts, paid for her apartment, took her on trips to exotic places or covered her other expenses. One fellow bought her a car, an Audi A5. Another took her to Thailand for two weeks where they stayed in a luxury villa.
Of course, all of them expected sex in return, and she provided it. You see, Natalya loves sex. She loves the attention she gets from men, and she loves the reaction they give her when she teases them. When I married her, one of the things I loved most was how much she enjoyed it.
My wife is beautiful. She is not tall, may be 160 cm. She has long, black hair and soft, white skin that is unblemished in any way. She has a petite frame, nice legs and the most beautiful ass anyone has seen. I have mentioned her ass before, but I don't think I have fully explained. It is not wide but slopes off her lower back and then rounds off perfectly like the shape of a peach.
You may ask why I stay with her even after learning about her past adventures. Well, put simply, I love her. Since we met, I have thought of no one else. I have looked at no other woman with any serious intent, and I feel like I have been treated in a way that men dream of all their single lives. Natalya takes care of me. She wakes me in the morning by stroking my back or my hair. She makes me breakfast, ties my tie, and helps me with my coat. When I am in a crowd of people, she supports me and makes sure everyone knows how she respects me. She buys me little gifts and leaves them around for me to find. She gives me massages before bed. But most of all, she holds on to the belief, like most Russian women, that it is her duty to keep me sexually satisfied at all times. What I didn't know about Natalya was that she had also been a model, and I learned in difficult way.
One night she was out with a girlfriend, and I was home alone. I was watching a late night music video show on Russian television. I didn't usually do this but I was bored and not very tired. I was flipping the few channels provided and this was the only show I could really enjoy. My Russian is good but when I am tired, I don't want to work so much, and I found the music easier on my mind.
Russian's like rap music as much as any American, and they love gangsta rap, as it called, especially. I don't mind because the women are hot and slutty, and it keeps my attention. Of course the videos, like in the US are quite misogynistic. Generally, the women are nearly nude in lingerie or bikinis and the men sing about getting head, fucking and doing drugs. Face down, ass up... that's the way we like to fuck, is a common line to be repeated in the Russian videos.
Just as I was about to quit watching, this one particularly nasty video comes on. The main guy is wearing gold chains, has a few gold and silver teeth, tattoos up and down his arms and is rapping about "nasty whores" and "bitches" he pimps while women in bikinis dance around him. The song is expressing that all women are whores whether they are selling it on the street, in the board room or to rich men as wives. There were five or six women in the video as far as I can tell. They are all in skimpy clothing either rubbing money all over their bodies or giving the men lap-dances and shaking their asses in the TV.
Suddenly I notice one ass that is unmistakable. I swore up and down they had cut to a shot of my Natalya's nearly bare ass. She had nothing covering her waist, and I could see the dimples I have come to know so well and the woman had long, wavy dark hair like her. Then she disappeared.
I was awake and watching closely now.
They cut across several women all of whom were being handled by the men. Mostly, their bodies were shown only but occasionally they cut to the face for a brief second. One cut was of two of the women nearly kissing and stroking each other. From time to time there was a brunette shown alone wearing a mask, the kind they have a carnival or a Venetian orgy, dancing in a string bikini. She was crawling on the floor seductively trying to collect money that was being blown around her. This I could tell was my Natalya. I was 100% sure from the moment I saw her body and those beautiful lips.
At the end of the video, it was back to the main rapper who was surrounded by all the women now clearly topless (but not showing their tits to the camera) rubbing him all over and touching his gold chains. For the briefest second I could see a woman's head bobbing in the main guys lap just below th camera line. It was edited very closely, but I was sure of what I saw. Then the video ended listing the credits for the "song" to a band called Π½Π΅Π½Π°ΡΡΠ½ΡΠΉ, or in English, Nasty.
I had to see it again to be sure. Was Natalya possibly one of the women in this video? If so, why had she never told me?
I quickly got my iPad out and pulled up Dailymotion which is like Youtube but with less censorship. I typed in the name of the group and found the video. What surprised me more is that two versions came up. The "squeaky clean" version and the "dirty" version. I thought I must have seen the clean version already, so I chose the dirty version and was a bit excited about it. Sure enough, it was different.
This one started with the girl in the mask. Except she was almost completely nude save for panties. She was in a crouch at the beginning and with money floating around her in the air. Then it cut to the main guy. This time his lyrics were even nastier. He used the work "fuck" openly and in English and had lines that were clearly edited before about fucking his whores in the ass if they disobeyed him. It cut back to the brunette who was removing her panties then rose up to be seen entirely. Now, I was all but sure this was my wife! The breasts on this woman were the same full but modest size, and her erect nipples were a perfect round pink. Her back was long and her legs perfect in high heels. But what gave it away was when she turned and bent over in front of the camera. Not only was her award winning ass recognizable, her pussy was clearly shown. I would recognize the slightly extended pussy lips anywhere. Holy shit, here was my wife on the internet fully nude!
The video cut away and they were back to club scene with the women giving lap dances to the men and the men pawing them. This time though, the women were stripped about half way through the video, so there is my wife rubbing up and down against this gold toothed rapper, his hands on her tits and at times slapping her ass all the while repeating the lyrics "I fuck my whores, their asses are mine."
Then the video cuts back to her dancing alone nude with the money floating around. The scene was very erotic as she pulled off some beautiful moves that showed her body well, but it was also demeaning as she tried to gather as much money as she could. Near the end, the club scene became entirely debauched as the women bounced on the men's laps simulating sex. In the last scene, it clearly showed the head of a raven haired girl bobbing in the rapper's lap giving the appearance of blowing him.
I was amazed. I watched it over and over, that combined feeling of shame and horniness flowing over me. I resisted the urge to masturbate to it though as I wanted her now. I wanted her badly.
I was asleep on the couch, the iPad on my chest when she came home in the morning. She walked in and sat next to me, picked up the iPad and saw what I had been watching. I was woken by the sound of her gasp. When my eyes opened, I saw the look of shock on her face.
"Is that you darling?" I knew it was but was seeking confirmation.
"Da," she said. "A long time ago." She looked embarrassed and nervous. I think she should know by now that it would not bother me so much.
I smiled. She is younger than me and what she thinks is a long time is different than I perceive it. "Not too long darling. This is what? Five years old?"
She looked at me with her dark eyes. Her lips were red and puffy and I could tell she was about to cry. She is always very sensitive.
"I didn't think anyone would ever see this. I wore a mask and the rest was supposed to be hidden. I needed the money and..."