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“Mum you mean you’re a whore?”
“Yes and I am enjoying both the sex and the money. Last week I cleared over a grand, the other two more.”
“How much.”
“Are that has got you attention! Going to join us?”
“What no. Seriously did you just suggest that I become a tart.”
“Darling you are already a tart, what I suggested was that you get paid for it. We both know that you would prefer not to work, well this way you can.”
“Fuck me.”
“No that’s i*****l.”
“Being a prostitute isn’t?”
“Actually no, soliciting is, running a brothel is, but not actually opening your legs for money. The discrete ways we run things are not going to attract attention, though the other members of this decaying village are going to catch on. Bess and Jill already know but they are getting legitimate business out of it and aren’t bothered. Your thinking about it aren’t you”
“You are a bad women, mother dearest and yes I am. Its outrageous but you are clearly thriving on it and are so much happier. You were even pleasant to Jack.”
“Pleasant to him, I get far too much fun fucking him to upset him. Jack is oh so much better than the clients at screwing. It’s also good for my ego that he wants too”
“You never used such language before.”
“Oh for heaven’s sake is that all you have to complain about?”
Sam had come home from travelling after leaving school to find that her ‘sort of‘ step-brother Jack had set up two London whores in the family house. Sylvia, her mother had reacted by joining in with the prostitution. Home was a decaying village nearly cut off by motorway and railway from the outside world. One way in or out and no reason to exist.
As her mother had pointed out Samantha was no shrinking violet when it came to sex and her main shock was to find out that her mother was the same given a chance. Having got used to the idea she went to talk to Jack who filled her in on the details of how it all worked.
Clients came down by train from London to be picked up from the nearest station over half an hour away. They came back for a meal in the pub (not included) with the girls with whom they would stay the night. For the privilege they would pay an arm and a leg but it was very discreet. More than a few business deals were done intertwined with the sex. The whole point that it wasn’t tacky in the same way that most hookers were. Sam decided to give it a go.
Nothing was planned for that night and Sam realised that she was the only one not in Jack’s bedroom. Sneaking a look through the concealed window meant to allow the master to observe the stairwell and hall below. The thing was it worked both ways if you knew where to look. Samantha saw her mother, Lisa and Charlie on Jack’s bed. Charlie was being screwed by Jack whilst Sylvia and Lisa were tribbing away happily. Charlie leant over and kissed the older women.
It was a surprise for Samantha that her mother was clearly bi. Though thinking about it well why not? Sam was, so why not Sylvia. They were clearly more alike than she thought and that felt rather good?
Sam couldn’t take her eyes off the small hole in the wall and it was this that gave her away.
“Come on in Sam you are blocking the light from the landing so I know you are watching.” That was her mother.
Sam shrugged her shoulders and did what she was told. Lisa and Charlie disengaged and came over to her whilst Sylvia took the opportunity to get down on all fours and present her bum to Jack for attention.
The two whores made short work of disposing of Sam’s clothing and she went from voyeur to participant. As has been said she was no stranger to screwing girls and this pair knew what they were doing, so she thoroughly enjoyed herself. The huge four poster proved big enough for the five of them to play on but not to sleep comfortably. At some point later Charlie led Sam off to her own bedroom leaving Sylvia and Lisa lying down to sleep one each side of Jack.
The next morning nobody tried to be discreet and they breakfasted with nothing more than loosely belted dressing gowns on. It was a strange sight, Lisa sitting at a laptop with her boobs jiggling as she worked for she had disproportionately large breasts for her tiny body.
“OK confirmed. Four clients for tonight so I hope you are not going to back out Sam. Asking about tastes, they want slutty not sophisticated so barely decent at the pub by the looks of it.”
Barely decent described the quartet that arrived at the pub. All wearing faux leather mini-skirts, corsets and high heeled thigh boots. Sylvia was pleased that she fitted the one leant her by Sam.
The local farmer and his family plus an older lady called Stella were the only other customers. Stella tutted disapprovingly to which Sylvia gave her a beaming smile. As for the farmers the two men looked approving whilst the women seemed almost amused. Stella downed her port in an unladylike fashion and quickly left. The farming family were more relaxed but went after finishing their drinks leaving Jack propping up the bar.
The clients joined them and they went into the restaurant area. The clients might have had money but were pretty rough and before long Sylvia’s pulled out one of her tits just as the starters were served.
“Hey luv why don’t you get your kit off and serve starkers.”
“Not included in the price, sorry.”
“What if I tip you fifty.”
“Money upfront.” Said Jill the landlady’s daughter and tonight’s server. Fifty quid changed hands and off came her clothing. The buttons of her blouse were undone one at a time to reveal a lacy little bra. Then the skirt was unzipped to show a matching thong. Sam who was nearest reached behind Jill to un hook the bra and finished the job by sliding the thing to the ground. This was a signal for all the other women to get out their tits on top of their corsets.
Back away from the public area Bess the landlady asked her daughter what the hell she was playing at.
“I need the money and they have already got play things so the worst that’s going to happen is I get felt up.”
“It’s your life, I should be shocked but actually it sound like fun. I wonder if I would ever get asked the same.”
“Why not, lets face it getting pregnant at thirteen means that you still young even though I am twenty. Why don’t you help me take in the mains.”
Bess did and was pleased to get the same offer. This time Jill undressed her mother, off came her top to reveal her nicest bra hastily put on, then the skirt to reveal Jill’s borrowed microscopic thong. Soon both mother and daughter were naked. The bell rang from the bar and Bess assumed that Jack wanted another pint. Well he did but he had company in the form of their neighbours a husband and wife solicitors.
Bess went bright red but Ronald appreciated the sight as much as Jack, as for Liz, she laughed.
“I suppose that’s one way to get business.”
“Jill and I were offered fifty each to strip, so we did.”
“Worth every penny. I like this development hopefully it means that I fondle my wife’s tits in here in future.” he said doing just that.
“Ron.” Said Liz but not in a disapproving fashion and he kissed her far more passionately than they normally would consider in public. This excited both Jack and Bess who looked at each other before she leaned over the bar for a snog herself. Bess had fancied him for ages and Jack was up for it with any willing and attractive women.
Their meal finished the others went off to the manor for the evening main event. The women put on coats against the cold but didn’t try put away their tits. Jill got her bum felt as she had predicted but considering she had taken money to be starkers thought that was fair game. What was more interesting was her mother who had come out from behind the bar and was sitting on Jack’s lap whilst still naked. Jill shut the front door and threw the latch as they were unlikely to get another customer tonight.
Going back to the bar she found that the others had moved to the comfortable sofas either side of the fireplace. Liz jumper and bra had come off in the meantime and it looked as though her mother was actually being screwed. Liz soon lost her jeans and panties to allow herself to be entered by her husband. Looking on, to be honest Jill main thought was no fair, she wanted a good screwing as well.
Back at the manor house the other orgy was well underway with all four women lying back on the big oak dining room table now wearing just boots and corsets. Their clients may have lacked style but not enthusiasm. As they banged away at, they women they kissed and fondled each other, the men all climaxes covering their partners with spunk and the women didn’t have to exaggerate their own cumin very much. Well except Sam who did an act for her client, the mouthy one who wanted nude waitresses had an undersized cock and came quickly. Still she was getting paid for being laid.
Back at the pub the a much more enjoyable little orgy had really got going. Bess and Jack were going at it hammer and tongs and Jill was at least having a snog with Liz who was being fucked more gently by her husband. For Jill it was the first time with a women and she rather liked it. Liz clearly had had girls before and knew what to do the give pleasure.
Then there was the sound of the front door being pushed. Jill decided to whip on enough clothes to look respectable and send whoever it was on their way saying they had closed early. As it turned out though it was Peter. Peter was a very shy young man who demonstrably fancied the socks off Jill but was far too diffident to do something about it. Since Jill thought that he was distinctly cute and a very pleasant young man she encouraged him but to no avail. Peter didn’t have enough courage to ask her out even with the most outrageous flirting.
“I was going to say we were closed but not to you Peter.” Before he could argue she grabbed his hand and pulled him inside, locking the door behind them. The others had moved to the private bar at the back which was more
comfortable bar so this was where she took him.
Peter’s eyes widened when he saw what was taking place. Behind him Liz had whipped off her clothes again which did at least have the effect of making him go hard.
“I only wanted a pint.”
“You’ll get it as well, but tonight you have to work for it. Do you deny you want to shag me?”
The naked bar maid was pulling a pint of best into a tankard. Peter had not taken his eyes off her tits but when given the pint downed it in one and stuttered yes in reply. Diffident he may have been stupid he wasn’t when she came out from behind the bar he put his arms around her and did what he had been dreaming about for months and embraced her with a long passionate kiss.
Jill was surprised to find that he was actually rather a good kisser and having finally got his hands on her, the diffidence dropped away. All it took was the certainty he would not be rejected. Off came his clothes too and she put her lips around his nice thick juicy cock. Peter was more than adequately endowed he was long and thick. As she sucked away at him it became even more engorged and he was clearly close to cummin. Peter who had been running his hands through her hair gently but was now becoming more urgent with his caresses.
“I am on the pill so get that lovely thing inside me.” Jill leant against the bar and he entered her from behind. It took only a few thrusts for him to start pumping away but the already very turned on girl had her orgasm whilst he was still filling her up.
They were both exhausted by their efforts so they lay down on one of the long benches against the wall to watch the older people finish off. Jack and Bess had brought each other to mutual satisfaction but the older married couple clearly knew how to extended their mutual pleasure.
“Thank God, you two finally got it together. Peter you’re a lovely lad but not to good at taking a hint Jill was practically throwing them at you.“ said Bess, he just looked a little sheepish in return.
“I kept on thinking that Jill wanted me but a little voice whispered that she was just being nice. But even the little voice couldn’t deny that thrusting her titties in my face was kind of certain.”
“I know what you mean lad, it took me a while to pluck up courage to ask Liz out, all the boys were after her. Actually even now she gets men eyeing her up.” Peter looking at her curvy but not fat body could definitely see why, the same for Bess. They may be older but they were definitely attractive.
“That the price you have to pay for the nice ones Jill, they don’t want to upset you when all you want them to do is to rip their clothes off.”
“I sort of knew that Mrs Marston, but didn’t know how to be more obvious until tonight.”
“From what I know Peter is more cautious than most and we are taking part in an orgy Mrs Marston is far to formal. If you fondle my tit it’s definitely Liz. You too Peter.”
“OK Liz, Jilly are you up for some more? He is getting stiff again.”
“Ah the resilience of youth.” Liz and Ron watched as the other four had another somewhat more restrained fuck. Before finishing off their drinks and walking across the green to their homes wearing only their coats. Liz’s nipples were hard when they got to the door because even a thick coat is inadequate with nothing else in mid-November. The couple giggled like teenagers running up to their bedroom and leaping under the covers.
At the manor house the four couples had separated and got to the individual rooms so the women were unaware that Jack had not returned. In fact both Jack and Peter had been invited to stay the night at the pub. Jack had returned early in the morning to ensure that all was ready for the clients departure that left Peter with mother and daughter.
Peter was in no such hurry as he worked from home most of the time being a freelance technical writer. The pub wouldn’t open until eleven and even then would be quiet so this meant that the two woman were not exactly busy. So the three of them had a nice relaxed morning. The flat upstairs had a corner bath big enough for three and to his delight he ended up sandwiched between the two women with an arm around each of them. Jill clearly did not object to sharing with her mother.
Bess had got a bottle of prosecco and they were lying sipping it whilst they explained to Peter what had led to last night celebration.
“So you mean that Jack is running a brothel out of the manor? Aren’t you worried he might want you to become one of his girls Bess or even Jill?”
“I hate to break this to you Peter but I think both of us are considering asking to join in. Jill was the one who accepted fifty quid for losing her clothes first last night.”
This should have shocked Peter to the core but for some reason the idea turned him on his cock stiffened. Two hands snaked out and enveloped it.
“I think he likes the idea, his friends certainly does.”
“I have got to be some kind of pervert to like the idea of a girl I want to go out with going on the game.”
“If you are so are we but somehow this is different. It is clear that there is no coercion and little danger. Apparently its not whether we are for sale but the price and the risk.” This was Bess because Jill was sucking on his cock.
“Take him back to bed girl, screwing in the bath may sound fun but it mucks up the lubrication. I’ll get us all breakfast.”
At lunchtime Samantha wandered into the pub now dressed more normally in jeans, wellies and a thick jumper. Jill and Bess took the opportunity to quiz her about the activities.
“Last night was easy money and good fun. All the better for you two getting your kit off. Jack was wondering if you wanted to give it a try Bess. I am assuming that Jill doesn’t want to upset her new boyfriend.”
“My new boyfriend is as naughty as he is sweet. Peter is turned on by the idea and we both want to give it a go.”
“I will ask Jack to come an have a chat then.”
The upshot was that at the weekend it was a party of six women that entertained some Japanese business men to a formal dinner in the dining room of the manor, followed by being fucked silly. On this occasion Peter acted as chauffeur for the customers. When he returned from dropping them off he called in at the pub in the hope that he could spend some time with Jill but with her was Samantha. As he was let himself in the back door both girls advanced on him.
“Peter darling whilst our clients got good service last night they weren’t terribly good for calming our libido’s Jill and I were just comparing notes.”
“The money was definitely the high point of the evening. Does what I do still make you randy?”
“Eh that was why I was here.”
“Oh good how do you feel about two of us?”
To be honest that was a rhetorical question as the two friends dragged him up to the bedroom. Peter did not mind a bit that he was acting as a sex toy for two lusty women. They took it in turns for one to ride his cock whilst the other sat on his face for him to eat her. The two girls kissed and played with each other. Having both cum twice they then proceeded to reward him by bringing him to the best climax of his life. As he lay back with the pair of them he thought that the pub was aptly named “The Cock Inn.”
“Yes and I am enjoying both the sex and the money. Last week I cleared over a grand, the other two more.”
“How much.”
“Are that has got you attention! Going to join us?”
“What no. Seriously did you just suggest that I become a tart.”
“Darling you are already a tart, what I suggested was that you get paid for it. We both know that you would prefer not to work, well this way you can.”
“Fuck me.”
“No that’s i*****l.”
“Being a prostitute isn’t?”
“Actually no, soliciting is, running a brothel is, but not actually opening your legs for money. The discrete ways we run things are not going to attract attention, though the other members of this decaying village are going to catch on. Bess and Jill already know but they are getting legitimate business out of it and aren’t bothered. Your thinking about it aren’t you”
“You are a bad women, mother dearest and yes I am. Its outrageous but you are clearly thriving on it and are so much happier. You were even pleasant to Jack.”
“Pleasant to him, I get far too much fun fucking him to upset him. Jack is oh so much better than the clients at screwing. It’s also good for my ego that he wants too”
“You never used such language before.”
“Oh for heaven’s sake is that all you have to complain about?”
Sam had come home from travelling after leaving school to find that her ‘sort of‘ step-brother Jack had set up two London whores in the family house. Sylvia, her mother had reacted by joining in with the prostitution. Home was a decaying village nearly cut off by motorway and railway from the outside world. One way in or out and no reason to exist.
As her mother had pointed out Samantha was no shrinking violet when it came to sex and her main shock was to find out that her mother was the same given a chance. Having got used to the idea she went to talk to Jack who filled her in on the details of how it all worked.
Clients came down by train from London to be picked up from the nearest station over half an hour away. They came back for a meal in the pub (not included) with the girls with whom they would stay the night. For the privilege they would pay an arm and a leg but it was very discreet. More than a few business deals were done intertwined with the sex. The whole point that it wasn’t tacky in the same way that most hookers were. Sam decided to give it a go.
Nothing was planned for that night and Sam realised that she was the only one not in Jack’s bedroom. Sneaking a look through the concealed window meant to allow the master to observe the stairwell and hall below. The thing was it worked both ways if you knew where to look. Samantha saw her mother, Lisa and Charlie on Jack’s bed. Charlie was being screwed by Jack whilst Sylvia and Lisa were tribbing away happily. Charlie leant over and kissed the older women.
It was a surprise for Samantha that her mother was clearly bi. Though thinking about it well why not? Sam was, so why not Sylvia. They were clearly more alike than she thought and that felt rather good?
Sam couldn’t take her eyes off the small hole in the wall and it was this that gave her away.
“Come on in Sam you are blocking the light from the landing so I know you are watching.” That was her mother.
Sam shrugged her shoulders and did what she was told. Lisa and Charlie disengaged and came over to her whilst Sylvia took the opportunity to get down on all fours and present her bum to Jack for attention.
The two whores made short work of disposing of Sam’s clothing and she went from voyeur to participant. As has been said she was no stranger to screwing girls and this pair knew what they were doing, so she thoroughly enjoyed herself. The huge four poster proved big enough for the five of them to play on but not to sleep comfortably. At some point later Charlie led Sam off to her own bedroom leaving Sylvia and Lisa lying down to sleep one each side of Jack.
The next morning nobody tried to be discreet and they breakfasted with nothing more than loosely belted dressing gowns on. It was a strange sight, Lisa sitting at a laptop with her boobs jiggling as she worked for she had disproportionately large breasts for her tiny body.
“OK confirmed. Four clients for tonight so I hope you are not going to back out Sam. Asking about tastes, they want slutty not sophisticated so barely decent at the pub by the looks of it.”
Barely decent described the quartet that arrived at the pub. All wearing faux leather mini-skirts, corsets and high heeled thigh boots. Sylvia was pleased that she fitted the one leant her by Sam.
The local farmer and his family plus an older lady called Stella were the only other customers. Stella tutted disapprovingly to which Sylvia gave her a beaming smile. As for the farmers the two men looked approving whilst the women seemed almost amused. Stella downed her port in an unladylike fashion and quickly left. The farming family were more relaxed but went after finishing their drinks leaving Jack propping up the bar.
The clients joined them and they went into the restaurant area. The clients might have had money but were pretty rough and before long Sylvia’s pulled out one of her tits just as the starters were served.
“Hey luv why don’t you get your kit off and serve starkers.”
“Not included in the price, sorry.”
“What if I tip you fifty.”
“Money upfront.” Said Jill the landlady’s daughter and tonight’s server. Fifty quid changed hands and off came her clothing. The buttons of her blouse were undone one at a time to reveal a lacy little bra. Then the skirt was unzipped to show a matching thong. Sam who was nearest reached behind Jill to un hook the bra and finished the job by sliding the thing to the ground. This was a signal for all the other women to get out their tits on top of their corsets.
Back away from the public area Bess the landlady asked her daughter what the hell she was playing at.
“I need the money and they have already got play things so the worst that’s going to happen is I get felt up.”
“It’s your life, I should be shocked but actually it sound like fun. I wonder if I would ever get asked the same.”
“Why not, lets face it getting pregnant at thirteen means that you still young even though I am twenty. Why don’t you help me take in the mains.”
Bess did and was pleased to get the same offer. This time Jill undressed her mother, off came her top to reveal her nicest bra hastily put on, then the skirt to reveal Jill’s borrowed microscopic thong. Soon both mother and daughter were naked. The bell rang from the bar and Bess assumed that Jack wanted another pint. Well he did but he had company in the form of their neighbours a husband and wife solicitors.
Bess went bright red but Ronald appreciated the sight as much as Jack, as for Liz, she laughed.
“I suppose that’s one way to get business.”
“Jill and I were offered fifty each to strip, so we did.”
“Worth every penny. I like this development hopefully it means that I fondle my wife’s tits in here in future.” he said doing just that.
“Ron.” Said Liz but not in a disapproving fashion and he kissed her far more passionately than they normally would consider in public. This excited both Jack and Bess who looked at each other before she leaned over the bar for a snog herself. Bess had fancied him for ages and Jack was up for it with any willing and attractive women.
Their meal finished the others went off to the manor for the evening main event. The women put on coats against the cold but didn’t try put away their tits. Jill got her bum felt as she had predicted but considering she had taken money to be starkers thought that was fair game. What was more interesting was her mother who had come out from behind the bar and was sitting on Jack’s lap whilst still naked. Jill shut the front door and threw the latch as they were unlikely to get another customer tonight.
Going back to the bar she found that the others had moved to the comfortable sofas either side of the fireplace. Liz jumper and bra had come off in the meantime and it looked as though her mother was actually being screwed. Liz soon lost her jeans and panties to allow herself to be entered by her husband. Looking on, to be honest Jill main thought was no fair, she wanted a good screwing as well.
Back at the manor house the other orgy was well underway with all four women lying back on the big oak dining room table now wearing just boots and corsets. Their clients may have lacked style but not enthusiasm. As they banged away at, they women they kissed and fondled each other, the men all climaxes covering their partners with spunk and the women didn’t have to exaggerate their own cumin very much. Well except Sam who did an act for her client, the mouthy one who wanted nude waitresses had an undersized cock and came quickly. Still she was getting paid for being laid.
Back at the pub the a much more enjoyable little orgy had really got going. Bess and Jack were going at it hammer and tongs and Jill was at least having a snog with Liz who was being fucked more gently by her husband. For Jill it was the first time with a women and she rather liked it. Liz clearly had had girls before and knew what to do the give pleasure.
Then there was the sound of the front door being pushed. Jill decided to whip on enough clothes to look respectable and send whoever it was on their way saying they had closed early. As it turned out though it was Peter. Peter was a very shy young man who demonstrably fancied the socks off Jill but was far too diffident to do something about it. Since Jill thought that he was distinctly cute and a very pleasant young man she encouraged him but to no avail. Peter didn’t have enough courage to ask her out even with the most outrageous flirting.
“I was going to say we were closed but not to you Peter.” Before he could argue she grabbed his hand and pulled him inside, locking the door behind them. The others had moved to the private bar at the back which was more
comfortable bar so this was where she took him.
Peter’s eyes widened when he saw what was taking place. Behind him Liz had whipped off her clothes again which did at least have the effect of making him go hard.
“I only wanted a pint.”
“You’ll get it as well, but tonight you have to work for it. Do you deny you want to shag me?”
The naked bar maid was pulling a pint of best into a tankard. Peter had not taken his eyes off her tits but when given the pint downed it in one and stuttered yes in reply. Diffident he may have been stupid he wasn’t when she came out from behind the bar he put his arms around her and did what he had been dreaming about for months and embraced her with a long passionate kiss.
Jill was surprised to find that he was actually rather a good kisser and having finally got his hands on her, the diffidence dropped away. All it took was the certainty he would not be rejected. Off came his clothes too and she put her lips around his nice thick juicy cock. Peter was more than adequately endowed he was long and thick. As she sucked away at him it became even more engorged and he was clearly close to cummin. Peter who had been running his hands through her hair gently but was now becoming more urgent with his caresses.
“I am on the pill so get that lovely thing inside me.” Jill leant against the bar and he entered her from behind. It took only a few thrusts for him to start pumping away but the already very turned on girl had her orgasm whilst he was still filling her up.
They were both exhausted by their efforts so they lay down on one of the long benches against the wall to watch the older people finish off. Jack and Bess had brought each other to mutual satisfaction but the older married couple clearly knew how to extended their mutual pleasure.
“Thank God, you two finally got it together. Peter you’re a lovely lad but not to good at taking a hint Jill was practically throwing them at you.“ said Bess, he just looked a little sheepish in return.
“I kept on thinking that Jill wanted me but a little voice whispered that she was just being nice. But even the little voice couldn’t deny that thrusting her titties in my face was kind of certain.”
“I know what you mean lad, it took me a while to pluck up courage to ask Liz out, all the boys were after her. Actually even now she gets men eyeing her up.” Peter looking at her curvy but not fat body could definitely see why, the same for Bess. They may be older but they were definitely attractive.
“That the price you have to pay for the nice ones Jill, they don’t want to upset you when all you want them to do is to rip their clothes off.”
“I sort of knew that Mrs Marston, but didn’t know how to be more obvious until tonight.”
“From what I know Peter is more cautious than most and we are taking part in an orgy Mrs Marston is far to formal. If you fondle my tit it’s definitely Liz. You too Peter.”
“OK Liz, Jilly are you up for some more? He is getting stiff again.”
“Ah the resilience of youth.” Liz and Ron watched as the other four had another somewhat more restrained fuck. Before finishing off their drinks and walking across the green to their homes wearing only their coats. Liz’s nipples were hard when they got to the door because even a thick coat is inadequate with nothing else in mid-November. The couple giggled like teenagers running up to their bedroom and leaping under the covers.
At the manor house the four couples had separated and got to the individual rooms so the women were unaware that Jack had not returned. In fact both Jack and Peter had been invited to stay the night at the pub. Jack had returned early in the morning to ensure that all was ready for the clients departure that left Peter with mother and daughter.
Peter was in no such hurry as he worked from home most of the time being a freelance technical writer. The pub wouldn’t open until eleven and even then would be quiet so this meant that the two woman were not exactly busy. So the three of them had a nice relaxed morning. The flat upstairs had a corner bath big enough for three and to his delight he ended up sandwiched between the two women with an arm around each of them. Jill clearly did not object to sharing with her mother.
Bess had got a bottle of prosecco and they were lying sipping it whilst they explained to Peter what had led to last night celebration.
“So you mean that Jack is running a brothel out of the manor? Aren’t you worried he might want you to become one of his girls Bess or even Jill?”
“I hate to break this to you Peter but I think both of us are considering asking to join in. Jill was the one who accepted fifty quid for losing her clothes first last night.”
This should have shocked Peter to the core but for some reason the idea turned him on his cock stiffened. Two hands snaked out and enveloped it.
“I think he likes the idea, his friends certainly does.”
“I have got to be some kind of pervert to like the idea of a girl I want to go out with going on the game.”
“If you are so are we but somehow this is different. It is clear that there is no coercion and little danger. Apparently its not whether we are for sale but the price and the risk.” This was Bess because Jill was sucking on his cock.
“Take him back to bed girl, screwing in the bath may sound fun but it mucks up the lubrication. I’ll get us all breakfast.”
At lunchtime Samantha wandered into the pub now dressed more normally in jeans, wellies and a thick jumper. Jill and Bess took the opportunity to quiz her about the activities.
“Last night was easy money and good fun. All the better for you two getting your kit off. Jack was wondering if you wanted to give it a try Bess. I am assuming that Jill doesn’t want to upset her new boyfriend.”
“My new boyfriend is as naughty as he is sweet. Peter is turned on by the idea and we both want to give it a go.”
“I will ask Jack to come an have a chat then.”
The upshot was that at the weekend it was a party of six women that entertained some Japanese business men to a formal dinner in the dining room of the manor, followed by being fucked silly. On this occasion Peter acted as chauffeur for the customers. When he returned from dropping them off he called in at the pub in the hope that he could spend some time with Jill but with her was Samantha. As he was let himself in the back door both girls advanced on him.
“Peter darling whilst our clients got good service last night they weren’t terribly good for calming our libido’s Jill and I were just comparing notes.”
“The money was definitely the high point of the evening. Does what I do still make you randy?”
“Eh that was why I was here.”
“Oh good how do you feel about two of us?”
To be honest that was a rhetorical question as the two friends dragged him up to the bedroom. Peter did not mind a bit that he was acting as a sex toy for two lusty women. They took it in turns for one to ride his cock whilst the other sat on his face for him to eat her. The two girls kissed and played with each other. Having both cum twice they then proceeded to reward him by bringing him to the best climax of his life. As he lay back with the pair of them he thought that the pub was aptly named “The Cock Inn.”
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