All characters and situations are fictional.
All characters are above the age of consent.
Any similarities with people or places are simply coincidental.
Today is my 44th birthday. After the past two weeks I don't really feel like celebrating it.
I have had two weeks of Ricky using me as his sex toy now. Sure, I have received a hell of a lot of pleasure from that young man and his cock, but I feel used and manipulated a lot as well. Ricky has made me do things that I never wanted to do. Now I've grown used to doing them. I even called my doctor and restarted my birth control pills just to make sure I don't end up pregnant in my forties.
Today is my fifth day on the pill. I'm supposed to take it for seven days to guarantee it's working, even though there's never a 100% guarantee. Ricky has agreed to go a week without cumming in my pussy, but of course he hasn't complied completely. But he has cum mostly in my mouth, or my butt, even though I still don't like that. I am getting used to swallowing his cum though, even though he blows such a massive load.
While I've grown used to Ricky, the one thing I still regret was having sex with Jimmy McKay as a "deposit" to hold a car for me to buy. Everything else has been sex, but that day made me feel like a whore.
I had some unexpected dental issues that created another problem for me. I was hoping to save up enough on my most recent paycheck where I could take the $1200 that I had saved and have enough to pay Jimmy the $2000 dollars I need to buy the car and work out a payment plan with him for the last thousand. But with the paltry amount that my insurance covered, after paying the rest and then paying my other bills, I only have about $1300, leaving me $700 dollars short of what I had agreed to pay this weekend.
The thought that I sucked and fucked that fat fucker to hold the car, only to lose it now, makes me sick to my stomach.
But Ricky keeps telling me that he's sure that we can work something out.
Junior and Danny--my younger son--borrowed my ex's new wife's car to come see me on Friday for my day off to take me out for my birthday. Ricky was waiting when I got home of course. Fucking him only minutes after my boys left just seemed creepy.
Now it's Sunday; my birthday, and Ricky has taken me to Jimmy's house. I don't have a good feeling about this because I'm certain that any deal we make on the car is going to involve me fucking him again. I have the $1300 that I pulled from my account in my purse.
We walk in and I see another man there. Jimmy introduces me to him. His name is Brian and he works for Jimmy as a tow truck driver and he does some auto mechanic work for him too. Brian is about 6'2", overweight. He looks to be about thirty. And he is uglier than Jimmy, with shaggy, dark brown hair, beady brown eyes and a pockmarked face. I don't like how he leers at me.
"Happy birthday." Jimmy says to me.
"Thanks." I say, not really meaning it.
"I understand that Ricky has a birthday surprise for you." Jimmy tells me.
I look at Ricky, "You're going to buy the car for me?" I ask, sarcastically.
Before he replies, Jimmy looks at the clock and then to Brian, "You better get going."
Brian nods and walks out. I am relieved to see him leave.
Jimmy turns back to me. "Ricky decided to give you a birthday party."
"And we have a present for you too." Ricky chimes in.
Jimmy reaches behind a table and picks up a large paper bag. He then hands it to me. "Happy birthday."
I look at the bag and say, "I see you went to great lengths to wrap it." Trying to be funny, while feeling uncomfortable.
I open the bag and find two boxes. One is a Hitachi Magic Wand electric vibrator, the other is a large, flesh colored dildo. Even though both of these men have seen me naked and fucked me, I still blush from embarrassment. "Gee, thanks." I say, with no enthusiasm at all.
"Let's go watch you use the vibrator." Ricky says.
So that's the party they planned. Both men want to watch me masturbate for them. Then obviously they are both going to fuck me.
"How will this help me get the car?" I ask.
Jimmy answers, "Ricky has come up with a way to get you to the two thousand mark. Assuming you have the $1300 cash with you. Then, I'm willing to take payments for the other thousand every payday, as long as you agree to come down to the shop once a week and suck or fuck me, whichever I prefer that day."
I feel my stomach turning. "You're really okay with making me do that?"
Jimmy grinned, "I ain't gonna make you do it. You have to agree to do it. Hell, you won't be the first woman to do something like this. I've had a few others offer cunt for trade."
"Let's go to the bedroom." He says."
Jimmy leads Ricky and me to a bedroom with a twin bed. It's a small room, but bigger than the one in my apartment. I assume it's the guest room in his house.
"Let's see the cash." Jimmy says.
I open my purse and pull out the $1300 dollars and hand it to him. He counts it quickly then leaves the room.
"Go ahead and strip." Ricky tells me, as he begins to open the box containing the electronic vibrator.
I do as told, just wanting to get this over with. When I am completely naked I sit on the side of the bed. Ricky finds a nearby power outlet and plugs the power cord in. He then turns it on and I hear it vibrating. I cringe at the thought of using that in front of Ricky and Jimmy. I haven't used a vibrator since before I got married, and then it was the small battery operated kind. Since then I have only used my fingers to masturbate.
Jimmy walks in and pauses as he looks at me. "You sure don't look 44, Leigh. If I didn't know better I'd say you were in your mid thirties."
Normally I would smile at a comment like that. But now when I'm naked and about to self pleasure my body in front of two men; one of which I have absolutely no desire for, I just don't feel complimented.
"Brian is back." Jimmy tells Ricky.
"Did he bring all of them?"
"Yep, and he collected the money too. So we're good to go."
"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask.
Ricky smiles at me. "It's time for your party."
He hands me a mask. It's one of those black plastic masks with an elastic band around it. It looks similar to a lone ranger's mask. "You better put this on."
"Why?"
I found six guys who were willing to pay $100 dollars each to participate in your party. You don't want them to see your face and recognize you if they meet you after today."
"What the fuck are you thinking?" I ask, "You expect me to put on a show for six strangers with that fucking vibrator?"
"Seven," Jimmy corrects me, "Brian is in on this too. I owe him some money so I'm knocking a hundred bucks off the car to cover him for this. So it's nine of us all together."
My stomach is in knots. They expect me to masturbate in front of a group of men. "I can't believe anyone is paying $100 to watch me do this."
"Better get that mask on because they're coming in now." Jimmy tells me, as he opens the bedroom door.
I quickly pull the mask over my face as he lets seven men enter the room.
First comes Brian. Thinking of this guy leering at my naked body and watching me use a vibrator disgusts me. Ricky introduces the others as they walk in.
"Meet Rob..." He is a bald man in his twenties. Not bad looking, but just a tad overweight.
"Chris..." I gulp in surprise when he walks in. Chris is 19, and I recognize him at once. I doubt if he remembers me, even if I didn't have the mask. Chris used to play youth league basketball with Junior and Ricky until they were 16 or so. And now he is the assistant coach on Danny's team. I never encountered him much, but I remember him. He is a thin guy, with handsome features, brown eyes and brown hair that is parted in the middle and hangs just below his ears. Christ, I hope he doesn't recognize me.
"Dion..." He's a tall, black man, I'd say about two years older than Ricky. I suddenly remember him as once having played in the basketball league, but at an older age than Junior's team. From the way he hangs with Chris I assume they are friends. He is the first black man to ever see me naked like this.
"Willie..." He's a slender man who looks about 30. With hair similar to Chris, and his features similar as well.
"...and these are..." he pauses.
"Roger and Randy," Jimmy says about the two, late-twenty-something dark haired, redneck looking men, "they're friends of mine. You can probably tell that they're brothers."
The men spread out around the bed, gazing down at me as Ricky makes me lay back on the bed. Several of them make approving comments about my body. Then comes the "Look, she has an extra nipple." comment from one of them, and soon they all are interested in my miniature third nipple on my right breast.
I become concerned when I hear one of them say, "I'm sure as hell gonna get my hundred dollars worth."
Before I can say anything, Ricky turns on the vibrator and hands it to me. Knowing what they all want, and that I'm not getting out of here until I give it to them, I grab the vibrator and hold it between my legs.
I close my eyes, not wanting to see the faces of everyone watching me do this. I just keep reminding myself, "This will get you that car you need."
That does little to help though.
Jesus Christ, this vibrator is powerful. I know it's been two decades since I've used one. But mine was never as intense as this.
I'm holding it with both hands, resting the head against my clit. Men all around me are cheering me on. I feel so cheap and degraded by doing this, but more afraid of the response if I stop.
I open my eyes, and I see that a few men have taken off their clothes and are stroking their dicks as they watch me. Oh fuck, I bet they're going to shoot their load on me as they get off watching me do this. They disgust me, but I can't pull my eyes away from them.
Then I feel my orgasm beginning. God does this thing work fast. I close my eyes again, not wanting to see their faces as they watch me cum.
I raise and lower my hips, rolling my head back and forth as I climax.
"The bitch is cumming."
