A housewife wants to be paid for services rendered. Her husband agrees. They strike a not quite exclusive deal that leaves plenty of wiggle room.
A Sudden Change in Lifestyle
They’re divorced and on vacation in paradise, but not with each other. They’re willing to pay for the best sex available and wind up with—each other!
Kelly sat on a stuffed chair, wearing a blonde wig and sunglasses and a pair of transparent panties, her legs splayed wide open. She moaned as she moved her fingers in and out of her pussy, looking occasionally at each man taking pictures and videos of her. A pail filled with money sat next to her on the floor.
“Come on, boys,” she snarled. “Twenty dollars more each and I lose the panties. Then you can see my fingers-oh-getting wet-oh oh-and my pussy spreading-oh my God!”
The men rushed forward, shoving more money into the pot. Kelly smiled and pulled off her panties, plunging four fingers into her sopping vagina. “I think,” she moaned, “this would be a better picture if there was a cock in my mouth. How much, guys? How much to put your cock…”
Someone mumbled, “T…t…t…”
Kelly sneered. “Twenty? Are you trying to insult me?”
“A hundred,” a man shouted.
“Bring it, big boy!”
Kelly enjoyed the feeling of the prick in her mouth and was actually disappointed when the man spewed gobs of cum into it after two minutes. “Let’s get to the point,” she gasped. “How much to fuck me in the ass?”
Sudden Change in Lifestyle
Turk led Esmeralda to a lounge chair. He lifted the back so it was at a slight angle, sat down, unzipped his pants and pulled out his aching cock. “Get down here,” he growled.
Esmeralda gulped. She was apprehensive, excited and extremely turned on. The idea that someone might watch them fascinated her, and she tried to picture Turk’s cock sliding into her pussy just as someone might see it if they were standing behind her. She smiled, straddled his body, lifted her skirt and eased onto his prick.
“Oh my God!” she gasped. “This is so…” God how I want to kiss him! But if he pushed me away, I’d die of embarrassment.
“It’s great,” Turk whispered, “that’s what it is. You feel so good!” Kiss her for Christ’s sake. So what if she laughs at you.
There were no kisses, just the liquid noise of their bodies heaving and moving together. Despite their efforts not to attract attention, a crowd gathered behind them, whispering and mumbling. “I think there are people watching us,” Esmeralda moaned.
“I know there are,” Turk whispered back. “I can see them. Do you mind?”
“No, in fact…” Esmeralda lifted her skirt to her waist, giving the onlookers a better look at her butt.
“Let’s give them something to really look at,” Turk growled. He untied the sash around her neck, let it fall to her waist, and started to suck on her breasts. Her lust zoomed into overdrive. She rocked back and forth, lifting as high as she could without losing him, moving faster and faster to increase the friction between them. When Turk reached behind her, spread her cheeks and slid a finger into her ass, she bit her lip to keep from screaming.
The honey trickling down her thighs cooled his cock. The heat from his prick seared her labia. The harder he pushed in, the harder she pushed down. The harder he used his teeth in her nipples, the louder she moaned, pressing her breasts against his face, trying to cram them into his mouth.
He stiffened and shuddered, sending stream after stream of hot cum into her vagina. She arched her back and moaned, her orgasm ripping her apart. After a few minutes of a paralyzing inability to move, she sighed and laid her head on his shoulder.
“I think your cock is too wet for you to zip up,” she said, “so maybe I should clean it up with my mouth a bit.”
“With everyone watching?”
“Why not?” she shrugged.