Whoring: My Hos And A Bitch - Sex Stories

Whoring: My Hos And A Bitch

... foot. I let her worship my foot as Mrs. Graham was now crying and begging Rob to suck his cock and lick his ass. She had been easy to break in and I had big plans later for her. Rob made her stand up as he got up and grabbing her ass cheek fully in the palm of his hand and leading her out the room in tears. Damn, I wanted a piece of that hot ass but tonight I was going to be busy and I was fifty dollars richer at present. Once they left, I demanded Mrs. Graham to get up on her haunches like a dog with her legs wide apart. I demanded to know all about her husband who I found out was a real wimp. Not surprised, I found out both of them had fantasies about being dominated by a master or mistress. She was spilling the beans. When pressed on her daughter, I found out she was a slut in college whom her parents knew was fucking every guy on campus. The possibilities were getting so great my pecker was swelling up thinking of it. "Get up Ho and put your dress on and nothing else," I demanded. "Time to take you home and make all your fantasies real. Now get your white ass moving Ho." I watched her run to get her dress with her ass swaying sideways as it moved. I couldn't believe my luck and was thinking about all the money possibilities I could have in the future. When she had put the dress on, I threw the rest of her stuff in the desk drawer. Grabbing her ass cheek as I had seen Rob do earlier, I led her down the hall and outside the building to her car. She then proceeded to drive ...

... me to her place which was less than a mile away. I followed her inside knowing her husband and daughter must be home by this time. Gathering my nerve, I knew I had to make it good from the start if I was to carry my plans out. As we entered the house, I saw Mrs. Graham (now Cathy Ho) husband sitting in the living room watching TV and drinking a beer. He didn't even turn around till we were almost next to him. "Hun, get me another beer, this one is empty," he yelled from his chair. "My Ho only gets me beer," I called out to him. Mrs. Graham husband Bill turned around sideways in the chair and saw us for the first time. My hand was underneath his wife dress with a finger shoved up her butt. The look on his face was total surprise and confusion. "Get your ass out of my seat you white bitch," I yelled at him. " And get those clothes off now before I have to come over there and shoved your face up your butt. I slapped Cathy Ho ass. Strip Ho," I continued. Bill just stared for a moment in confusion with indecision so I quickly made my move before he could regain his senses. I grabbed his nuts through his jogging pants before he even could raise his hand and squeeze as hard as I could. He yelled out in pain. "You heard me bitch. Strip." I commanded again. The look of fear and pain was all over his face, as he quickly kicked his shoes off and yanked his shirt off. My grip on his balls must have been terrible but I knew I had to get the point across fast. "Are you going to obey now ...