Women Being Used as Sluts
Shannon Murphy - Day Twelve
I shuddered at what the maรฎtre d' at Clarence Steakhouse just told me I had to do to dine here.
I had to strip naked and provide sexual services like one of the waitresses.
A waitress stood nearby to show us to our table. She wore black heels, dark thigh-high stockings, and a black bow tie. Nothing else. She was a gorgeous creature with firm tits. Her eyes were sparkling as she waited to see if I would do it.
"This is how
he
wants the customers to be used," added the maรฎtre d'.
He...
I remembered him. He had fucked me in here just five days ago on our fifteenth anniversary. I had loved being used by him. I smiled and nodded, pulling off my light coat and handing it to my husband. The maรฎtre d' then offered to take it and store it.
I shuddered and turned to my husband. "Unzip me."
I was wearing a nice dress. It was date night, and this was a fancy restaurant. My husband drew down the zipper of the dark-red dress. I shuddered and slipped out of it, handing the dress to the maรฎtre d' who folded it for me. I pulled off the slip next, the material cool on my hard nipples. I wasn't wearing a bra with the outfit.
My round tits came into view.
"Very lovely," the maรฎtre d' said.
I smiled at him, my nipples hard with excitement. I went to hook my panties, but Tom was there. He drew them off. I shuddered, so glad I had a wonderful husband. Fifteen years, and we were still going on dates. This would be an amazing one.
I was just so glad that I had been used by him last Friday.
My husband handed over my panties to the maรฎtre d' who said, "These will be waiting for you when you leave, madam."
I smiled and patted my red hair, making sure that everything was in place.
I took my husband's arm and followed the waitress to our table. She had a saucy sway to her hips. My pussy was growing wet as we passed tables where guests stared at me. Men who were sizing me up, wanting to use me.
"Oh, oh, oh," a Hispanic waitress moaned as she was bent over a table getting fucked from behind. "Yes, yes, enjoy my pussy!"
"Enjoying it!" grunted the customer, a tall, White guy with graying hair. "Shit, yes!"
"Here you are," the waitress said and sat us down by a table.
A man was eating next to us. He glanced at me as I took my seat and pulled out two twenties and a ten. He handed them to the waitress and nodded to me.
"A blowjob, sir?" asked the waitress.
The man nodded, grinning at my husband.
I blinked and realized I had my first customer. "Sorry, honey."
"It's okay," he said, chuckling. "I'll just get blown by our waitress."
"Of course, sir," the waitress said, a saucy smile on her lips.
I rose from my seat and crossed the space to the man's table. He was balding and had glasses. A bit of a dweeb. He unzipped his slacks and pulled out a nice-sized cock. Not as big as my husband's--and certainly not as big as
his.
I opened my mouth wide and engulfed the dick. He had bought my services. I was a prostitute tonight. A hot wife prostitute. I suckled on him, knowing my husband was staring at my ass while the waitress blew him. I could hear his moans and her wet slurps.
This man paid fifty dollars to enjoy my mouth. I had to give him his money's worth. I had to blow him for all I was worth. I needed to suckle on him with everything that I had. I wanted to make him cum in my mouth.
He groaned as I bobbed my head. I worked my mouth up and down his cock. I loved suckling on him. It was so good to nurse on his rod. He groaned as I did that. It was so good to blow him. He growled as I did that.
I winked at him.
He growled in delight as he enjoyed my mouth on his cock. I bobbed my head, working my lips up and down his rod. It was so good to do that. I loved every second of blowing him. I nursed on him with all that I had.
"Shit!" he groaned. "Oh, shit, that's good!"
I winked at him and kept blowing him. I suckled on him with all my might. He groaned as I did that. It was so good to nurse on him like that. I flicked my tongue around his dick. I suckled and slurped on him.
"Fucking love redheads," the man I blew groaned.
"Yep," my husband said. Tom's voice sounded so throaty as he enjoyed his blowjob.
I wiggled my ass at my husband, my pussy dripping wet. I felt so saucy right now. I suckled hard on that dick in my mouth. I nursed with all my might on him. My tongue danced around his cock. I blew him with all my might.
He groaned as I did that. It was so good to blow him with everything that I had. He groaned as I did that. I winked at him. I nursed hard on his cock. I brought him closer and closer to cumming. Closer and closer to dumping his load into my mouth.
I wanted that so much. I craved to have all his spunk flooding my mouth.
I suckled on him with all my might, bobbing my head. He groaned as my tongue flicked around his cock. I nursed on him with such sloppy passion. He growled out in delight as I blew him with passion. With such might.
"Shit!" he growled. "Oh, shit, that's it!"
I winked at him, nursing hard on him. I enjoyed blowing him with all my might. I suckled on him with everything that I had. He groaned as I did that. It was just so good to polish his pole. He growled out as I nursed on him. I savored every second of suckling on his big rod.
I nursed on him with all my might. I boobed my head, working my mouth up and down his cock. I blew him with passion. I suckled hard on him. He groaned as I did that. I suckled and slurped on him as my husband groaned behind me.
"Shit!" growled the man.
He erupted.
His cum spurted into my mouth. I gulped down his spunk. I savored that wonderful jizz flooding my mouth. It was so good. I gulped down more and more of his cum. He grunted with each blast of cum that he fired into my mouth.
"Yes!" he groaned.