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Born of parents that gave her all that she wanted except attention, it was enough to set her on this path. Small town and small mind, or so she felt. Her mind set was, "I will do all I can to get out of here."
High school to her was a blur, the only thing that came of that was her pattern, a pattern that would repeat itself over and over in life. Her best friend, the prom queen, had the most desired boy in school. This became a challenge to see if he would pay attention to her, as she felt little in comparison to others. So her game began, first the flirting, then the meeting behind the bleachers. Before you knew it... oops I am pregnant, and a marriage out of "let's do the right thing."
Her life became a routine... being a mom and a small town home maker.
Years went by, she let herself go, and the blossoming flower was no more. “I will do all I can to get out of here," she thought while standing in front of the mirror.
This became her mission and she set herself up an account on a dating site. She posted pictures of herself, her radiating smile and a short but self-proclaimed "fun-girl." A description of herself, or what she wanted to be, though sounding more and more like a call girl. But to her it was fine, as she wanted to get out of her boring life.
Soon, she got an invitation for the excitement she was looking for. She was ready to serve herself; she wanted other men adoring her. And with it, getting a ticket out of her small town and away from her husband. The invitation was very promising, as she investigated the candidate that had sent her the invite and after digging around the paying sites to get information on this person, she found out he was the ball player Jim Oester, a baseball legend.
The meeting was in a hidden little bar in Boston, which was not far from her home. She wore a cute pink shirt which would become her signature color. She curled her shoulder length, dirty blond hair. Smiling at herself with her gummy crooked teeth, she thought she looked beautiful.
She walked in the bar and Jim held his hand out and said, "Hello, I hope you enjoy your evening."
"I am sure I will!" she said.
"Very interesting, I need to do all I can to become what he wants and needs at his side," she thought to herself.
Entering the bar, everyone knew what Jim had in mind.
He spent the night making her feel like fine wine. As the evening went by, she was introduced to many of his "peeps" while the music man played her favorite tunes.
The evening came to an end; Jim invited her to his suite. A few words, a drink and soft music in the background, and soon the clothes started coming off. Her thoughts were more about her plan, but she was also mesmerized by his money and power.
“I want this, I will make it mine," she said softly to herself.
Lying naked, she felt beautiful as his caresses made her feel very aroused.
"You're such a slut! You want my cock don't you?" he asked.
Those words reminded her of her high school days. Her mind traveled to the days under the bleachers, boys lining up for her to suck their cocks. She loved it, and so she grabbed his cock with both hands and got between his legs. Her mouth making love to his cock as she had never done before. She remembered all she had to do was to relax her throat and let his cock slide down.
He arched his back, closed his eyes. "Oh you like that don't you? I want you to be my whore."
All she did was to smile and nod at his words.
Grabbing her by the hair, he started pumping her mouth time and time again. He pushed deep in her mouth; she sucked, slurped, and gagged as saliva ran down her chest.
"Ugh, oh," he grunted.
"I am cumming, I am cumming," he cried, shooting his milk all over her face and chest.
"Yes, you need more like that. My beautiful slut!"
She smiled, thinking. "I must have done well; I hope he wants me to stay with him."
"Go to your room, I will call you again. I need my rest now," he said.
While grabbing her clothes, he said, "Go, you slut, you don't need those anymore."
She walked naked to her room and went home the next day.
A couple of weeks later, he called her. "You are to be here this weekend, be ready to stay all weekend." and he hung up.
The excitement built and she told others of her coming trip. Lying, she said she was going to visit family. She didn't want rumors spreading around town.
Friday could not come fast enough and when she checked in the hotel, she smiled profoundly. Once in her room, she set her bags down and quickly found out the clothes she had were not necessary. She had a change of clothes laid on her bed, along with a note that said to be ready by 9 p.m.
She showered and shaved her legs, then got dressed. She put on her perfume, made of marigolds. They were her favorite flower. All the while, she kept on saying to herself, "It is all going according to plan."
She was picked up on time by a man she recognized as the driver from the time before. Getting in the limo, she saw Jim waiting there for her with a bouquet of daisies and another couple. She was taken aback at knowing they had company, but she seemed not to worry about it. This time they went to a well-known hot spot and she loved it.
He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Don't be shy, let go of all your inhibitions and just have fun."
With this, he reached in and slid his hand up her thigh, only to find she was wearing panties. "Take them off; you are not to wear any from now on."
Reluctantly and in front of the other couple, she slid them down and gave them to him. The window rolled down and the panties were thrown out.
At this time she noticed the other couple was heavily groping each other. Jim just slid his hand in and again frowned. "We have much work for you, you will be my whore but you need to be trained properly."
"I will do whatever you want me to do, I want you happy," she said as innocently as she could, but with a coy inner smile.
At the spot, they were scurried to a private area. All was a glimmer, thundering music, and drinks. She looked at Jim as if he was a god.
"Go mingle," he said.
As the evening went on, Jim was pleased watching her dancing with many there. He saw her dancing sensually with the woman that had been in the limousine earlier. As she looked at him, he motioned her to sit on his lap. She moved through the dance floor and obliged with a smile. He slid his hand up, started to finger her hairy pussy. She leaned in to him panting as she felt hands at the nape of her neck and her hair pulled her back. It was Elle, the woman in the limo who started kissing her and groping her breast. At this she just moaned and let go, not caring that it was in public.
Elle let go and called Tim, her husband, “Time to go, babes."
The four of them left and returned to the hotel. The kissing and groping did not stop. While en-route, the girls made out while both men watched. Upon arrival to the hotel they hurried to Jim's penthouse. There, they let go and Tim began kissing her as Jim was groping her. Elle was sucking on Jim's cock. The night went on to pleasuring the flesh and switching partners and girl on girl. More and more she was introduced to Jim's fantasies, of sharing her with others. To her, as long as she was able to leave her life behind, it was just fine. After all "It was just sex right?”
Morning came and she woke up to find two other couples out in the patio. They were drinking and she walked out there naked. As soon as she stepped out, one of the guests motioned to her to come close. She did, and without hesitation he gripped between her legs. He started fingering her. She leaned in and held onto him for balance, whispering "Good morning." He turned her and began fucking her hard from behind as the others watched. He gripped her throat, and bit her neck. "Don't cum slut." He continued until he filled her pussy with his cum.
Now Jim was at her side, stroking his cock while waiting his turn. She was just happy he wanted to share her, and she felt in heaven. Jim took his time and what he took was her rosebud. He just took it without a warning and care towards her moans. He just wanted her to know he was in charge. He pushed and pushed until she could take no more and he filled her back end. When he finished, he took her to the tub and told her to rest some as the weekend was just getting started.
Bathing and thinking, she was now unsure of this. However she was also hot for all this attention and these men adoring her. Maybe just maybe it was the way Jim was and as long as he wanted her, she would just enjoy this attention. She went down to her suite to sleep a few hours.
That evening as she got ready, she shaved her pussy. Making sure it was done just like Jim had instructed her. Her home life almost out of her head, it never crossed her mind that she would be the center of attention with so many men. She knew immediately that she was addicted to this lifestyle and to the cock she craved.
Jim took her to a home where a few of his friends where having a party that Saturday evening. Their food and drink was vast. She met with important people and with people who had money. She loved it all. Jim once again told her to go and have fun, but to tell him if anyone wanted her. She grinned as she continued to mingle.
Mingling, she met a wonderful man and she loved his surname which came from the provinces of France. All she called him was T. She liked him and she figured she would keep her meetings with him to herself. He was a public figure, a naughty kitten's secret.
The man told her she should get away from this lifestyle, that she was worth so much more. To his dismay, she returned to the evening events.
She walked to Jim, finding he had one friend who wanted to play with them. The three of them walked upstairs to a bedroom. There, the two men began to fondle her and she was dripping wet soon after.
Jim said, "Suck my cock, slut." and she did.
The other man pounded her wet swollen pussy. What she did not see was the hidden camera in which all the guests could see down stairs.
Jim came in her mouth and told her to continue with his friend’s and she nodded.
"I have a few friends coming up, be a good girl for me," and he slipped out of the room.
One by one all the guests had a turn at her. They used her entire body, she was full of cum and when the last person walked in, it was her husband.
Mortified, she looked up at him and cried.
"Stop!" And he gave her his cock.
She began to suck, praying he would forgive her. When he was ready to cum, he pulled out and sprayed her any place he wished. He then walked away.
"Don't bother returning home."
She sat there naked, used and wondering what just happened. At this time, Jim came in.
"Are you OK?" he asked.
"When did he come to the party?"
"Don't worry, just clean up and be ready. We are headed to your new home. You are mine, and you are a hit amongst my clients. Your husband paid ten thousand dollars for tonight.”
High school to her was a blur, the only thing that came of that was her pattern, a pattern that would repeat itself over and over in life. Her best friend, the prom queen, had the most desired boy in school. This became a challenge to see if he would pay attention to her, as she felt little in comparison to others. So her game began, first the flirting, then the meeting behind the bleachers. Before you knew it... oops I am pregnant, and a marriage out of "let's do the right thing."
Her life became a routine... being a mom and a small town home maker.
Years went by, she let herself go, and the blossoming flower was no more. “I will do all I can to get out of here," she thought while standing in front of the mirror.
This became her mission and she set herself up an account on a dating site. She posted pictures of herself, her radiating smile and a short but self-proclaimed "fun-girl." A description of herself, or what she wanted to be, though sounding more and more like a call girl. But to her it was fine, as she wanted to get out of her boring life.
Soon, she got an invitation for the excitement she was looking for. She was ready to serve herself; she wanted other men adoring her. And with it, getting a ticket out of her small town and away from her husband. The invitation was very promising, as she investigated the candidate that had sent her the invite and after digging around the paying sites to get information on this person, she found out he was the ball player Jim Oester, a baseball legend.
The meeting was in a hidden little bar in Boston, which was not far from her home. She wore a cute pink shirt which would become her signature color. She curled her shoulder length, dirty blond hair. Smiling at herself with her gummy crooked teeth, she thought she looked beautiful.
She walked in the bar and Jim held his hand out and said, "Hello, I hope you enjoy your evening."
"I am sure I will!" she said.
"Very interesting, I need to do all I can to become what he wants and needs at his side," she thought to herself.
Entering the bar, everyone knew what Jim had in mind.
He spent the night making her feel like fine wine. As the evening went by, she was introduced to many of his "peeps" while the music man played her favorite tunes.
The evening came to an end; Jim invited her to his suite. A few words, a drink and soft music in the background, and soon the clothes started coming off. Her thoughts were more about her plan, but she was also mesmerized by his money and power.
“I want this, I will make it mine," she said softly to herself.
Lying naked, she felt beautiful as his caresses made her feel very aroused.
"You're such a slut! You want my cock don't you?" he asked.
Those words reminded her of her high school days. Her mind traveled to the days under the bleachers, boys lining up for her to suck their cocks. She loved it, and so she grabbed his cock with both hands and got between his legs. Her mouth making love to his cock as she had never done before. She remembered all she had to do was to relax her throat and let his cock slide down.
He arched his back, closed his eyes. "Oh you like that don't you? I want you to be my whore."
All she did was to smile and nod at his words.
Grabbing her by the hair, he started pumping her mouth time and time again. He pushed deep in her mouth; she sucked, slurped, and gagged as saliva ran down her chest.
"Ugh, oh," he grunted.
"I am cumming, I am cumming," he cried, shooting his milk all over her face and chest.
"Yes, you need more like that. My beautiful slut!"
She smiled, thinking. "I must have done well; I hope he wants me to stay with him."
"Go to your room, I will call you again. I need my rest now," he said.
While grabbing her clothes, he said, "Go, you slut, you don't need those anymore."
She walked naked to her room and went home the next day.
A couple of weeks later, he called her. "You are to be here this weekend, be ready to stay all weekend." and he hung up.
The excitement built and she told others of her coming trip. Lying, she said she was going to visit family. She didn't want rumors spreading around town.
Friday could not come fast enough and when she checked in the hotel, she smiled profoundly. Once in her room, she set her bags down and quickly found out the clothes she had were not necessary. She had a change of clothes laid on her bed, along with a note that said to be ready by 9 p.m.
She showered and shaved her legs, then got dressed. She put on her perfume, made of marigolds. They were her favorite flower. All the while, she kept on saying to herself, "It is all going according to plan."
She was picked up on time by a man she recognized as the driver from the time before. Getting in the limo, she saw Jim waiting there for her with a bouquet of daisies and another couple. She was taken aback at knowing they had company, but she seemed not to worry about it. This time they went to a well-known hot spot and she loved it.
He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Don't be shy, let go of all your inhibitions and just have fun."
With this, he reached in and slid his hand up her thigh, only to find she was wearing panties. "Take them off; you are not to wear any from now on."
Reluctantly and in front of the other couple, she slid them down and gave them to him. The window rolled down and the panties were thrown out.
At this time she noticed the other couple was heavily groping each other. Jim just slid his hand in and again frowned. "We have much work for you, you will be my whore but you need to be trained properly."
"I will do whatever you want me to do, I want you happy," she said as innocently as she could, but with a coy inner smile.
At the spot, they were scurried to a private area. All was a glimmer, thundering music, and drinks. She looked at Jim as if he was a god.
"Go mingle," he said.
As the evening went on, Jim was pleased watching her dancing with many there. He saw her dancing sensually with the woman that had been in the limousine earlier. As she looked at him, he motioned her to sit on his lap. She moved through the dance floor and obliged with a smile. He slid his hand up, started to finger her hairy pussy. She leaned in to him panting as she felt hands at the nape of her neck and her hair pulled her back. It was Elle, the woman in the limo who started kissing her and groping her breast. At this she just moaned and let go, not caring that it was in public.
Elle let go and called Tim, her husband, “Time to go, babes."
The four of them left and returned to the hotel. The kissing and groping did not stop. While en-route, the girls made out while both men watched. Upon arrival to the hotel they hurried to Jim's penthouse. There, they let go and Tim began kissing her as Jim was groping her. Elle was sucking on Jim's cock. The night went on to pleasuring the flesh and switching partners and girl on girl. More and more she was introduced to Jim's fantasies, of sharing her with others. To her, as long as she was able to leave her life behind, it was just fine. After all "It was just sex right?”
Morning came and she woke up to find two other couples out in the patio. They were drinking and she walked out there naked. As soon as she stepped out, one of the guests motioned to her to come close. She did, and without hesitation he gripped between her legs. He started fingering her. She leaned in and held onto him for balance, whispering "Good morning." He turned her and began fucking her hard from behind as the others watched. He gripped her throat, and bit her neck. "Don't cum slut." He continued until he filled her pussy with his cum.
Now Jim was at her side, stroking his cock while waiting his turn. She was just happy he wanted to share her, and she felt in heaven. Jim took his time and what he took was her rosebud. He just took it without a warning and care towards her moans. He just wanted her to know he was in charge. He pushed and pushed until she could take no more and he filled her back end. When he finished, he took her to the tub and told her to rest some as the weekend was just getting started.
Bathing and thinking, she was now unsure of this. However she was also hot for all this attention and these men adoring her. Maybe just maybe it was the way Jim was and as long as he wanted her, she would just enjoy this attention. She went down to her suite to sleep a few hours.
That evening as she got ready, she shaved her pussy. Making sure it was done just like Jim had instructed her. Her home life almost out of her head, it never crossed her mind that she would be the center of attention with so many men. She knew immediately that she was addicted to this lifestyle and to the cock she craved.
Jim took her to a home where a few of his friends where having a party that Saturday evening. Their food and drink was vast. She met with important people and with people who had money. She loved it all. Jim once again told her to go and have fun, but to tell him if anyone wanted her. She grinned as she continued to mingle.
Mingling, she met a wonderful man and she loved his surname which came from the provinces of France. All she called him was T. She liked him and she figured she would keep her meetings with him to herself. He was a public figure, a naughty kitten's secret.
The man told her she should get away from this lifestyle, that she was worth so much more. To his dismay, she returned to the evening events.
She walked to Jim, finding he had one friend who wanted to play with them. The three of them walked upstairs to a bedroom. There, the two men began to fondle her and she was dripping wet soon after.
Jim said, "Suck my cock, slut." and she did.
The other man pounded her wet swollen pussy. What she did not see was the hidden camera in which all the guests could see down stairs.
Jim came in her mouth and told her to continue with his friend’s and she nodded.
"I have a few friends coming up, be a good girl for me," and he slipped out of the room.
One by one all the guests had a turn at her. They used her entire body, she was full of cum and when the last person walked in, it was her husband.
Mortified, she looked up at him and cried.
"Stop!" And he gave her his cock.
She began to suck, praying he would forgive her. When he was ready to cum, he pulled out and sprayed her any place he wished. He then walked away.
"Don't bother returning home."
She sat there naked, used and wondering what just happened. At this time, Jim came in.
"Are you OK?" he asked.
"When did he come to the party?"
"Don't worry, just clean up and be ready. We are headed to your new home. You are mine, and you are a hit amongst my clients. Your husband paid ten thousand dollars for tonight.”
Tammi
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