Deborah Becomes a Company Whore - Sex Stories

Deborah Becomes a Company Whore

... tits. Doug had his dick out and was climbing between her legs immediately.

His dick was long and skinny, and he had more pubic hair than she had even seen. He stuck it in her quickly and began to fuck her as if there were no tomorrow. He reached his hands under her ass, squeezing her mounds. He sucked one tit and then the other. He came quickly, shooting his cum deep within her. He had left soon after, telling her he would see her tomorrow.

About 8:30 Steve drove up. Carl was with him. Steve was not a bad guy, even though he was best friends with Dan, even though he had fucked my wife. Carl, on the other hand, was sickening to me. I really hated him. He had kept me from getting a promotion, and in general was highly critical of everything I did.

Come to think of it, Steve is a jerk! Just compared to Carl, he's not so bad. When Steve and Carl arrived, Deborah came out of the bedroom. She had been getting ready. She had fixed her hair, put on fresh makeup, and dressed...in thigh-high fishnet garters and a black garter belt, a silk red corset with black lace trim, no panties. She had shaved her pubic hair all except for a patch right above her pussy. The corset pushed her breasts up but didn't cover her nipples. She looked like a dream.

"Looks light you've got the couch," Steve said to me. "We've been invited to spend the night." As he and Carl started to the bedroom, he said, "do go out and get us some beer. Bud Light for me, and Coors for Carl. Deb, what do you ...

... want?"

"Smirnoff light," she answered. She was accepting her new life.

Steve and Carl had taken Deborah back to the bedroom. I was on the couch watching TV or trying to. I knew they would be fucking my wife because of my indiscretion of embezzling the money. But hadn't she done enough? Obviously not. I could hear sounds from the bedroom.

It was driving me crazy, knowing they would have her all night and I got the couch. After several minutes, Steve called out for me to bring them beer. I brought one Bud light, one Coors, and one Smirnoff, just like they ordered.

When I got in the bedroom, Deborah was on her knees in the bed, Steve was taking her from behind. Carl was in front of her on his knees. I was confused at first, but I realized that he was making my wife lick his ass! I really hated him. My anger rose. Carl saw it and knowing I couldn't do anything about it or I'd make it worse, rubbed it in.

"Like watching your wife, I mean my whore, get fucked while she licks my ass?" Carl snickered. "Deb, tongue out as far as you can, rim around my asshole, babe. That's it, now stick it in, do it now!"

Steve grabbed her hair, "fuck his ass with your tongue, honey. Hold it out and stick it in and out, oh, yeah!" Steve was fucking her hard, his big balls slapping my wife's ass, holding her hair, keeping her head in the best position for her tongue to go into Carl's ass.

"Sit down and watch," Steve ordered me. I pulled up the chair I had sit in over a week earlier, ...