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e pinch. So on a Thursday lunchtime, after we had signed the deal Dave took me to one side and explained that Ross and Ed were a little sore about how far I’d pushed them on the deal. They’d agreed to it but were not especially happy. He winked at me saying
“So anything, I mean anything,” he said slowly, “you can do to sweeten the deal would be appreciated”
I’d been fucked by my boss Dave a few days earlier and had had another trip with him to a local dogging site which he had shown an interest in. I’d given him a blow job there, just to give him the full experience. It was an old industrial site and had been overtaken by graffiti artists and d**ggies. Dave found it a great turn on, me dressed for work, in a smart suit, sucking his cock, surrounded by grime and filth, needles, used rubbers, it is a good place to be really dirty.
Catching his drift I replied sharply, “Dave, just because I fucked you, I am not a prostitute, I am a married woman”
“No, no, of course not, I didn’t mean that Katie, just that if there was anything you could do to sweeten the deal, on your terms absolutely, I would owe you one”
“Sorry Dave, I love sex, but I do what I want and I don’t want to be pimped out, thank you very much!”
But a seed had been sown.
Katie office slut
At lunch Dave was in his usual blue suit, white shirt, while Ross and Ed were dressed smart, but casual. I was in my long red, fitted dress and red and black high heels, with seamed stockings - sometimes showing less is sexier than too much. It was a posh restaurant, reflecting the size of the deal we had made. The drink flowed and the conversation moved on from work to holidays to, somehow, my sex life and open relationship. Smoothly done Dave, God loves a tryer. Men are so coy when they talk about their sex lives but seem more than happy to discuss mine and look at pictures with me there.
Dave shared the pictures and my online XH profile with Ed and Ross, they were desperate to learn more about my extracurricular activities. Their interactions with me had always been flirty but professional and I know that they had admired my business acumen as much as my figure. The sly looks at my legs in stockings and heels - a must for work! They had assumed that I was happy with Harry and that I would not stray so to discover what a cumslut I really am was a huge turn on. Dave had told them about my dressing up like a cheap tart, about my filthy side and my dogging exploits - they loved the idea of an evening ‘dogging’ with me. They loved the idea of fucking me in an industrial park, the contrast between a smartly dressed business woman and a married slut in leather and sex shop lingerie was driving them mad.
I’d had a couple of drinks and I shocked them, although perhaps not Dave, when I said
“Gentlemen, as a one off I am available for hire, a whore for one night only, a fee of £100 per hour, payment in advance, to be used as a cum slut for your pleasure.”
I probably said more than that, but that was the gist of it and when they agreed immediately I could feel my pussy getting wet especially when Ross handed over £300 cash as an advance payment. I agreed to meet them the following Friday at a bar near the dogging site.
Ed was less comfortable with the plan and when the evening came he decided not to join in, so good old Ross improvised and brought one of his mates, a bricky called Danny, arguing that he’d paid for two and I was going to get two cocks.
I arrived at the bar knowing that Ross was there. I was dressed in boots and a long leather coat. I unbuttoned it to give a glimpse of what lay beneath - not a lot. Slutty, micro, fake leather dress, see through lacy basque, with my nipples clearly on show and the smallest panties you could imagine, boots and stockings. Ross was gob smacked, yet managed to slip his hand inside my coat and started touching me up. I couldn’t see Ed and asked where he was.
“Ed couldn’t make it,” Ross replied, “his wife had other plans, so I asked an old mate of mine to join us, I hope you don’t mind”, he smirked as Danny stepped forwards with a cheeky grin on his face. I
“It doesn’t matter whether I mind, I am at your disposal for the booked time” I responded.
“Fucking hell” Danny said “you look fit and such a fucking slutty look” reaching forward to give me a peck on the cheek, whilst he touched my right leg in the gap between stocking top and panties.
“I hope you are an obedient girl” he whispered
We had a couple of drinks, with Ross positioning me with my back to the main bar, rubbing my clit.
After a while I was keen to get going
“Let’s go boys” I said
Ross responded quite sharply “Katie, you are our whore for the night and we’ll go when I say”
A minute later, point made, we set off. We parked the car and as I got out each of them placed an arm around me as we walked down the dark path towards the industrial estate. It was very dark and eerie, not a place to go alone after nightfall. It was a wasteland with lots of rundown buildings and hiding places for k**s to get up to mischief as well as d**ggies, doggers like me and working girls from the nearby city.
As we walked through the rusted blue gates I nudged Danny to one side of the gate. Danny looked confused as I walked on with Ross, but he soon realised what I was doing as I slipped off my leather coat to reveal my scanty underwear. I quickly moved towards one side of the gate and bent over, legs apart, inviting Ross to take me as he wanted. He needed little encouragement and I could feel my panties being pulled to one side as he went straight for my wet, open cunt. Danny, on the other side could see that my mouth was at cock height and I was soon tasting his stiffening cock.
I felt like a cornered a****l in a cage, no escape, cock to the front of me, cock to the rear of me. Danny grabbed me by the wrists and held me tight against the cold, hard railings, as he pushed his warm, hard cock into my mouth. I knew that he was a bricky, and I could feel the strength in his arms and the roughness of his hands and I wanted him to rub me all over, finger my pussy with his strong, hardened fingers, a rubbing and hopefully a fucking to remember.
I could feel Ross licking and fingering my wet cunt whilst I sucked on Danny. Two, three, maybe four fingers up my gaping cunt., he was fingering me like a mad man.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a dog walker pass by slowly, not wanting to stop but unable to take his eyes off me, a neighbour who was trying to work out if it really was me. What a view he had, a big throbbing cock in my mouth, fingers up my cunt, in a dirty industrial estate.
I wrapped my left hand around Danny’s cock, wedding ring on show, before he grabbed hold of my wrist again and oblivious of the watcher, began to face fuck me, which was not easy with the gate between. I could feel the pressure of the bars on my face and Danny sensed my discomfort. He let go, just as Ross was attempting to slip his cock inside me.
I slipped my coat back on as we moved towards the old security lodge which was the focus of regular action down there, with rubbers and needles and lots of broken glass. A respectable wife, mother, business woman who had only sucked one cock until a year ago was getting down and dirty with a guy she had never met before and his friend.
Ross came in close whilst Danny took some pics. Ross stuck his tongue in my mouth whilst he hitched up the micro, fake leather dress I was wearing and began to unzip it to reveal even more of my body. I could see Danny wanking with one hand whilst taking pics with the other.
My coat slipped off again, my dress was unzipped, leaving nothing to the imagination. I sucked hard on Ross’s tongue whilst I stroked his cock through his trousers. He tweeked my nipples, squeezed my bare peachy bottom, whilst I kissed, snogging like a teenager. I could see some of the local lads watching what was going on, from the half demolished building opposite.
I squatted down in front of Ross, anticipating the taste of his cock. I unbuckled his belt and slowly opened his jeans, leaning forwards to suck his cock through the fabric of his pants, before finally reaching in and pulling his stiffy out. I gently rubbed it towards me whilst I licked the tip. I love tasting cock with my tongue, like a snake. I wrapped my lips around the end of his cock, still licking, and rubbing, I looked up into his eyes and watched his reaction as I slowly went down on him, but only so far, before I went back up. I gently bit the end of his cock and rubbed it against my teeth, again watching for his reaction, as I started licking and sucking the very end of his cock.
I sensed that Ross was probably the filthiest of the two and I was anxious to keep some control, well to begin with, keep him waiting. He had expected me to go straight down on his cock but I held it, rubbed it, and teased the tip with my tongue, focusing on the eye. My tongue can come to a fine point, perfect for probing and teasing. I sensed that Ross found it a real turn on but a little uncomfortable at the same time, so I carried on much longer at this stage, slowly pushing his foreskin back with my tongue gently trying to get beneath it, and each movement forward brought a fresh taste of Ross’s penis, musty man taste, a little fruity, and the taste getting stronger the more I probed. I could taste a little pre cum too - a taste that makes me even wetter, but also alerts me to the need to manage my probing and avoid a premature explosion - I wanted that to be deep inside my cunt. That feeling when you want to stop the foreplay and just get fucked.
But I take pleasure in my work, paid work tonight and I suspect that his cock had never been as lovingly licked and sucked. I wanted to rub my nails against his balls and finger his asshole, but I knew that would finish things off too quickly, before he could pump his cum inside me, and I had to remember that my boss wanted me to take special care as Ross had signed a big deal earlier that week. He was entitled to the full works. It had been a legally binding agreement, but I think we all knew by lunchtime that my body was an expected part of the deal. A fine line as I only do what I want to do and I must admit I found the idea of being ‘pimped’ by my boss a real turn on. Its little different from being on the streets I guess and maybe that’s an experience I ought to try.
I do love to tease and I perhaps continued teasing for a little too long and then I suddenly looked away and went straight down on all his cock, all in my mouth. It was not a huge cock and his balls were huge, full of cum I hoped.
“Fucking hell” I heard him squeak “you teasing cunt, I’m going to fuck the ass off you, you fucking cumslut” I think he said, followed by lots more swearing.
He pushed me back a little and pulled me up, and started pulling my unzipped cheap slut fake leather dress off, leaving me in my skimpy underwear. The small group of young lads were speechless, but too wary of the grown ups at play.
Ross picked up my coat and threw it down against by the graffiti’s wall, amidst the broken glass, the needles and where there was a strong smell of urine
“You may be a dealmaker at work, but tonight I’m paying you for your time, to use your body, mine for this evening, you’re nothing, just a cheap whore, selling her cunt ready to be fucked in the dirt” he said
"and I am going too fuck you hard you cunt, fuck you like a dog"
I must admit that I was surprised at his language and the anger in his voice. It scared me a little , I was extremely vulnerable out in the open in a remote place with an angry man. It made me realise how good the deal had been for me and my company and I wondered what he might do to make me pay. Then I thought, this is Ross, even if he’s pissed off, my worst case scenario is that I receive a bit of a rough fucking, not much to complain about.
He pushed me down, he clearly wanted to fuck me in the dirtiest part of this graffiti, garbage, piss ridden place - this was a side of him I had never seen before. Although I felt a little scared there was something about the rawness and the filthiness of my situation that was making me incredibly wet and horny I felt like a cheap slut, with no say in what was going to happen, and whilst I felt a little offended I was enjoying the control, the sense of being down in the gutter, knowing that I was going to be fucked hard.
“You cunt” he said “you really screwed us and now I’m going to really screw you”
He slapped me quite hard on my ass and pushed my legs a little further apart, putting me even closer to the dirt. My cunt was even more exposed and I could feel the chilled breeze brushing over my wet flaps and gaping hole.
“I’m going to add my cum to the tonnes of cum already pumped into you, you fucking slut”
Ross knelt down behind me, and placed a very firm hand on my back to position me properly and forcing my head down, close to the dirt again, my nose was almost touching the ground and a used rubber. There was just enough light for me to see the shards of glass from broken bottles and of course every few seconds Danny took another picture, lighting up the scene and drawing attention to me getting fucked.
“Smell that bitch” he said as he pushed me closer to the damp ground.
I felt Ross push his cock int me, lining it up with my wet cunt. He grabbed me by the hips and slapped with all his force straight into me - it took my breath away. It felt as if he was trying to impale me and even though his cock was quite short, it filled me up.
I couldn’t tell if he had a rubber on, but he fucked me hard, long strokes, well as long as his small cock could manage with his balls and stomach slapping into me with such force I almost hit the dirt and broken glass. The pressure he placed on my back was painful and the force of impact as he slapped into me indicated that he was taking his frustration out on me.
“You fucking bitch, you’re just a fucking slut, a cum dump, you fucking cunt” he said, or words to that effect “I’m going to use you, fuck you in every hole, you fucking slut”
With his left hand still forcing me down, he then used his right hand to pull me back as close to him as possible.
“you fucking cunt, you fucking cunt” he repeated over and over
I knew now that he was just going to fuck me hard. His fucking grew quicker and quicker and harder and harder until he exploded inside, I could not believe that such a small cock could have such an effect on me inside, the sensations inside my cunt were electric, tingling, a combination of his force and the way I was being used in the dirt. I had no idea that it was such a turn on to see a senior executive used in the dirt, for me as well as for him,
He withdrew and I could immediately sense a calmer Ross, as if he had got something more than spunk out of his system. I could tell by the spunk dripping from my cunt that he had gone in bareback.
“Sorry” he said as he got up and walked away.
I had almost forgotten about Danny who had been taking lots of pics, I think, and was clearly turned on.
I was still on my knees and Danny was quick to assert his authority, pushing down on my back, a larger hand but surprisingly gentle. With his right hand Danny began exploring my cunt, rubbing the leaking spunk around my clit and labia. I was so wet, and he spread the cum all over, inserting fingers into my asshole to ensure spunk entered another of my holes. He tenderly rubbed my clitoris with his rough hands, working his hand and fingers up around my labia flaps, collecting the cum leaking from my cunt, he teased me and somehow scooped up spunk in his hands and like an actor from a ben dover movie - what I’d give to be fucked by ben and his filthy friends - forced me to lick up Ross’s cum from the palm of his hands and from each finger that had been plunged into my wet cunt. I felt like a cheap cum slut
He found the spot and showed some skill, although not quite to the point of giving me an orgasm. He took his time, rubbing me, fingering me, enjoying me. I loved the feel of his hardened fingers all over my cunt, rubbing my flaps, pushed into my hole - I had no choice as he was holding me down and seemed to enjoy the opportunity to search for the G spot, fumbling around my cervix, a deep examination of my cunt. I almost expected him to call the watching lads over to give them a lesson in technique. I was tingling all over from Ross’s hard fucking and the close follow on of Danny’s exploration, and the joy of being held down so that I as used as they wanted, what they had paid me for. Eventually he removed his left hand and pulled me up.
It was a little chilly so I put my spunk covered coat back on and instinctively reached out to start rubbing Danny’s cock through his trousers - he’d zipped up again after shoving his cock into my mouth through the bars in the gate.
Danny was quick to push me down on my heels again
“suck my cock bitch” he said, but with a smile showing that it was meant playfully. I pulled his blue chinos open and restarted the attention to his cock that had been so rudely interrupted earlier.
As I unzipped again he asked
“whats with the coat, slut?” And then after a pause “Take if off for the lads”
nodding towards the small group watching from a distance.
I allowed him to slip it off and leave it behind me on the floor, leaving me in my skimpy Basque, with no panties, my labia sopping wet spread open, with spunk and juices still dribbling.
“what do you think of my bitch lads” he called out “maybe I’ll let you use her when I’m done” before returning to deal with me . They called out a few things, but half heartedly
“ask nicely slut” he said looking down
“please sir, can I have a taste of your cock” I replied.
‘what the fuck are you waiting for bitch, get on with it” he said pushing my head forwards towards his stiffy.
“sorry sir’ I murmured as I took his cock in my mouth.
He tugged at my Basque straps pulling them over my shoulders, I manoeuvred my arms, keeping one hand on his cock all the time, stroking it into my mouth, whilst removing my arms from the Basque allowing Danny to pull it down with my tits fully on show.The lads had moved a little to get a fuller look at me as they sensed that Danny was happy to be watched. I could here them laughing, turned on by the spectacle.
With one hand on my head Danny controlled the rhythm, as he fucked my mouth, pushing his meaty cock as far as it would go,
“take it slut, all of it” instructed Danny, I tried, but it was making me gag and I pulled away a little
He pushed my head down on his cock
“not so quick slut, take it”
I simply couldn’t take it any deeper, although I tried and Danny eased the pressure a little sensing my discomfort.
He shifted a little and pushed me down onto my knees, amidst the garbage, the broken glass, the used rubbers and piss stained paving slabs
“You’re a cheap whore who deserves to be down in the shit, what are you?” Said Danny. I could feel his stiffy stiffen further as he said it. Speaking to me like a piece of meat was clearly a big turn on.
“a cheap whore sir”,
“a cheap, married whore sir”
“ A cheap, married, cumslut whore sir” I replied, entering into the game
Danny was clearly highly aroused by the evening with plenty of precum leaking out. I carried on working his cock, rubbing and sucking, until he pushed my head back and tugged on my chin to open my mouth
“I’m going to cum in your mouth and all over your face slut” he said
“thank you sir”
Danny started tugging his own cock whilst I cupped and teased his balls, my eyes drifted to the watching lads
“eyes slut” said Danny and I returned my gaze into his eyes.
Every few strokes he presented his cock for me to lick and suck a little before he returned to stroking it over me himself. This seemed to be going on for sometimes and my knees were beginning to hurt. I shifted a little.
“ Be still slut’ he said as he placed one hand on my head to position it and a few moments later he exploded all over my face, into my mouth, and my tits. A real fateful of cum, from a man I had only met 90 minutes or so earlier. Most went over my face but two good spurts sprayed into my mouth, which I allowed to dribble down my chin. There must have been 3 or 4 big spurts of cum as well as a number of minor eruptions, he rubbed until the big explosions we’re completed when he placed his cock by my mouth
“clean it slut” he smiled,
“Thank you sir” I smiled back as I licked and sucked his cock.
Danny picked up my coat and I stood up and waited for him to help me put on my coat. He smirked and pointed to the dark lane and said
“you must be joking, walk of shame slut”
I was forced to walk past the group of lads with a cum splattered face, no panties, tits fully on show. I pulled myself up straight and walked as slowly and as gracefully as I could, through the gates, along the dark path, with a chilly wind, past another group of older lads all drinking, who called out and moved towards me - I felt scared here and hoped thad Danny was close behind, as I was more than a little vulnerable - he was only a few yards behind me and after a few minutes I was standing by the road beside Ross’s car - paid duties completed.
Ross apologised. He told me that I had driven a hard bargain and it had pissed him off. He hadn’t intended to be so rude and strong but that he had got caught up in the moment. I told him not to worry that I had found the idea of being pimped by my boss quite a turn on.
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“So anything, I mean anything,” he said slowly, “you can do to sweeten the deal would be appreciated”
I’d been fucked by my boss Dave a few days earlier and had had another trip with him to a local dogging site which he had shown an interest in. I’d given him a blow job there, just to give him the full experience. It was an old industrial site and had been overtaken by graffiti artists and d**ggies. Dave found it a great turn on, me dressed for work, in a smart suit, sucking his cock, surrounded by grime and filth, needles, used rubbers, it is a good place to be really dirty.
Catching his drift I replied sharply, “Dave, just because I fucked you, I am not a prostitute, I am a married woman”
“No, no, of course not, I didn’t mean that Katie, just that if there was anything you could do to sweeten the deal, on your terms absolutely, I would owe you one”
“Sorry Dave, I love sex, but I do what I want and I don’t want to be pimped out, thank you very much!”
But a seed had been sown.
Katie office slut
At lunch Dave was in his usual blue suit, white shirt, while Ross and Ed were dressed smart, but casual. I was in my long red, fitted dress and red and black high heels, with seamed stockings - sometimes showing less is sexier than too much. It was a posh restaurant, reflecting the size of the deal we had made. The drink flowed and the conversation moved on from work to holidays to, somehow, my sex life and open relationship. Smoothly done Dave, God loves a tryer. Men are so coy when they talk about their sex lives but seem more than happy to discuss mine and look at pictures with me there.
Dave shared the pictures and my online XH profile with Ed and Ross, they were desperate to learn more about my extracurricular activities. Their interactions with me had always been flirty but professional and I know that they had admired my business acumen as much as my figure. The sly looks at my legs in stockings and heels - a must for work! They had assumed that I was happy with Harry and that I would not stray so to discover what a cumslut I really am was a huge turn on. Dave had told them about my dressing up like a cheap tart, about my filthy side and my dogging exploits - they loved the idea of an evening ‘dogging’ with me. They loved the idea of fucking me in an industrial park, the contrast between a smartly dressed business woman and a married slut in leather and sex shop lingerie was driving them mad.
I’d had a couple of drinks and I shocked them, although perhaps not Dave, when I said
“Gentlemen, as a one off I am available for hire, a whore for one night only, a fee of £100 per hour, payment in advance, to be used as a cum slut for your pleasure.”
I probably said more than that, but that was the gist of it and when they agreed immediately I could feel my pussy getting wet especially when Ross handed over £300 cash as an advance payment. I agreed to meet them the following Friday at a bar near the dogging site.
Ed was less comfortable with the plan and when the evening came he decided not to join in, so good old Ross improvised and brought one of his mates, a bricky called Danny, arguing that he’d paid for two and I was going to get two cocks.
I arrived at the bar knowing that Ross was there. I was dressed in boots and a long leather coat. I unbuttoned it to give a glimpse of what lay beneath - not a lot. Slutty, micro, fake leather dress, see through lacy basque, with my nipples clearly on show and the smallest panties you could imagine, boots and stockings. Ross was gob smacked, yet managed to slip his hand inside my coat and started touching me up. I couldn’t see Ed and asked where he was.
“Ed couldn’t make it,” Ross replied, “his wife had other plans, so I asked an old mate of mine to join us, I hope you don’t mind”, he smirked as Danny stepped forwards with a cheeky grin on his face. I
“It doesn’t matter whether I mind, I am at your disposal for the booked time” I responded.
“Fucking hell” Danny said “you look fit and such a fucking slutty look” reaching forward to give me a peck on the cheek, whilst he touched my right leg in the gap between stocking top and panties.
“I hope you are an obedient girl” he whispered
We had a couple of drinks, with Ross positioning me with my back to the main bar, rubbing my clit.
After a while I was keen to get going
“Let’s go boys” I said
Ross responded quite sharply “Katie, you are our whore for the night and we’ll go when I say”
A minute later, point made, we set off. We parked the car and as I got out each of them placed an arm around me as we walked down the dark path towards the industrial estate. It was very dark and eerie, not a place to go alone after nightfall. It was a wasteland with lots of rundown buildings and hiding places for k**s to get up to mischief as well as d**ggies, doggers like me and working girls from the nearby city.
As we walked through the rusted blue gates I nudged Danny to one side of the gate. Danny looked confused as I walked on with Ross, but he soon realised what I was doing as I slipped off my leather coat to reveal my scanty underwear. I quickly moved towards one side of the gate and bent over, legs apart, inviting Ross to take me as he wanted. He needed little encouragement and I could feel my panties being pulled to one side as he went straight for my wet, open cunt. Danny, on the other side could see that my mouth was at cock height and I was soon tasting his stiffening cock.
I felt like a cornered a****l in a cage, no escape, cock to the front of me, cock to the rear of me. Danny grabbed me by the wrists and held me tight against the cold, hard railings, as he pushed his warm, hard cock into my mouth. I knew that he was a bricky, and I could feel the strength in his arms and the roughness of his hands and I wanted him to rub me all over, finger my pussy with his strong, hardened fingers, a rubbing and hopefully a fucking to remember.
I could feel Ross licking and fingering my wet cunt whilst I sucked on Danny. Two, three, maybe four fingers up my gaping cunt., he was fingering me like a mad man.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a dog walker pass by slowly, not wanting to stop but unable to take his eyes off me, a neighbour who was trying to work out if it really was me. What a view he had, a big throbbing cock in my mouth, fingers up my cunt, in a dirty industrial estate.
I wrapped my left hand around Danny’s cock, wedding ring on show, before he grabbed hold of my wrist again and oblivious of the watcher, began to face fuck me, which was not easy with the gate between. I could feel the pressure of the bars on my face and Danny sensed my discomfort. He let go, just as Ross was attempting to slip his cock inside me.
I slipped my coat back on as we moved towards the old security lodge which was the focus of regular action down there, with rubbers and needles and lots of broken glass. A respectable wife, mother, business woman who had only sucked one cock until a year ago was getting down and dirty with a guy she had never met before and his friend.
Ross came in close whilst Danny took some pics. Ross stuck his tongue in my mouth whilst he hitched up the micro, fake leather dress I was wearing and began to unzip it to reveal even more of my body. I could see Danny wanking with one hand whilst taking pics with the other.
My coat slipped off again, my dress was unzipped, leaving nothing to the imagination. I sucked hard on Ross’s tongue whilst I stroked his cock through his trousers. He tweeked my nipples, squeezed my bare peachy bottom, whilst I kissed, snogging like a teenager. I could see some of the local lads watching what was going on, from the half demolished building opposite.
I squatted down in front of Ross, anticipating the taste of his cock. I unbuckled his belt and slowly opened his jeans, leaning forwards to suck his cock through the fabric of his pants, before finally reaching in and pulling his stiffy out. I gently rubbed it towards me whilst I licked the tip. I love tasting cock with my tongue, like a snake. I wrapped my lips around the end of his cock, still licking, and rubbing, I looked up into his eyes and watched his reaction as I slowly went down on him, but only so far, before I went back up. I gently bit the end of his cock and rubbed it against my teeth, again watching for his reaction, as I started licking and sucking the very end of his cock.
I sensed that Ross was probably the filthiest of the two and I was anxious to keep some control, well to begin with, keep him waiting. He had expected me to go straight down on his cock but I held it, rubbed it, and teased the tip with my tongue, focusing on the eye. My tongue can come to a fine point, perfect for probing and teasing. I sensed that Ross found it a real turn on but a little uncomfortable at the same time, so I carried on much longer at this stage, slowly pushing his foreskin back with my tongue gently trying to get beneath it, and each movement forward brought a fresh taste of Ross’s penis, musty man taste, a little fruity, and the taste getting stronger the more I probed. I could taste a little pre cum too - a taste that makes me even wetter, but also alerts me to the need to manage my probing and avoid a premature explosion - I wanted that to be deep inside my cunt. That feeling when you want to stop the foreplay and just get fucked.
But I take pleasure in my work, paid work tonight and I suspect that his cock had never been as lovingly licked and sucked. I wanted to rub my nails against his balls and finger his asshole, but I knew that would finish things off too quickly, before he could pump his cum inside me, and I had to remember that my boss wanted me to take special care as Ross had signed a big deal earlier that week. He was entitled to the full works. It had been a legally binding agreement, but I think we all knew by lunchtime that my body was an expected part of the deal. A fine line as I only do what I want to do and I must admit I found the idea of being ‘pimped’ by my boss a real turn on. Its little different from being on the streets I guess and maybe that’s an experience I ought to try.
I do love to tease and I perhaps continued teasing for a little too long and then I suddenly looked away and went straight down on all his cock, all in my mouth. It was not a huge cock and his balls were huge, full of cum I hoped.
“Fucking hell” I heard him squeak “you teasing cunt, I’m going to fuck the ass off you, you fucking cumslut” I think he said, followed by lots more swearing.
He pushed me back a little and pulled me up, and started pulling my unzipped cheap slut fake leather dress off, leaving me in my skimpy underwear. The small group of young lads were speechless, but too wary of the grown ups at play.
Ross picked up my coat and threw it down against by the graffiti’s wall, amidst the broken glass, the needles and where there was a strong smell of urine
“You may be a dealmaker at work, but tonight I’m paying you for your time, to use your body, mine for this evening, you’re nothing, just a cheap whore, selling her cunt ready to be fucked in the dirt” he said
"and I am going too fuck you hard you cunt, fuck you like a dog"
I must admit that I was surprised at his language and the anger in his voice. It scared me a little , I was extremely vulnerable out in the open in a remote place with an angry man. It made me realise how good the deal had been for me and my company and I wondered what he might do to make me pay. Then I thought, this is Ross, even if he’s pissed off, my worst case scenario is that I receive a bit of a rough fucking, not much to complain about.
He pushed me down, he clearly wanted to fuck me in the dirtiest part of this graffiti, garbage, piss ridden place - this was a side of him I had never seen before. Although I felt a little scared there was something about the rawness and the filthiness of my situation that was making me incredibly wet and horny I felt like a cheap slut, with no say in what was going to happen, and whilst I felt a little offended I was enjoying the control, the sense of being down in the gutter, knowing that I was going to be fucked hard.
“You cunt” he said “you really screwed us and now I’m going to really screw you”
He slapped me quite hard on my ass and pushed my legs a little further apart, putting me even closer to the dirt. My cunt was even more exposed and I could feel the chilled breeze brushing over my wet flaps and gaping hole.
“I’m going to add my cum to the tonnes of cum already pumped into you, you fucking slut”
Ross knelt down behind me, and placed a very firm hand on my back to position me properly and forcing my head down, close to the dirt again, my nose was almost touching the ground and a used rubber. There was just enough light for me to see the shards of glass from broken bottles and of course every few seconds Danny took another picture, lighting up the scene and drawing attention to me getting fucked.
“Smell that bitch” he said as he pushed me closer to the damp ground.
I felt Ross push his cock int me, lining it up with my wet cunt. He grabbed me by the hips and slapped with all his force straight into me - it took my breath away. It felt as if he was trying to impale me and even though his cock was quite short, it filled me up.
I couldn’t tell if he had a rubber on, but he fucked me hard, long strokes, well as long as his small cock could manage with his balls and stomach slapping into me with such force I almost hit the dirt and broken glass. The pressure he placed on my back was painful and the force of impact as he slapped into me indicated that he was taking his frustration out on me.
“You fucking bitch, you’re just a fucking slut, a cum dump, you fucking cunt” he said, or words to that effect “I’m going to use you, fuck you in every hole, you fucking slut”
With his left hand still forcing me down, he then used his right hand to pull me back as close to him as possible.
“you fucking cunt, you fucking cunt” he repeated over and over
I knew now that he was just going to fuck me hard. His fucking grew quicker and quicker and harder and harder until he exploded inside, I could not believe that such a small cock could have such an effect on me inside, the sensations inside my cunt were electric, tingling, a combination of his force and the way I was being used in the dirt. I had no idea that it was such a turn on to see a senior executive used in the dirt, for me as well as for him,
He withdrew and I could immediately sense a calmer Ross, as if he had got something more than spunk out of his system. I could tell by the spunk dripping from my cunt that he had gone in bareback.
“Sorry” he said as he got up and walked away.
I had almost forgotten about Danny who had been taking lots of pics, I think, and was clearly turned on.
I was still on my knees and Danny was quick to assert his authority, pushing down on my back, a larger hand but surprisingly gentle. With his right hand Danny began exploring my cunt, rubbing the leaking spunk around my clit and labia. I was so wet, and he spread the cum all over, inserting fingers into my asshole to ensure spunk entered another of my holes. He tenderly rubbed my clitoris with his rough hands, working his hand and fingers up around my labia flaps, collecting the cum leaking from my cunt, he teased me and somehow scooped up spunk in his hands and like an actor from a ben dover movie - what I’d give to be fucked by ben and his filthy friends - forced me to lick up Ross’s cum from the palm of his hands and from each finger that had been plunged into my wet cunt. I felt like a cheap cum slut
He found the spot and showed some skill, although not quite to the point of giving me an orgasm. He took his time, rubbing me, fingering me, enjoying me. I loved the feel of his hardened fingers all over my cunt, rubbing my flaps, pushed into my hole - I had no choice as he was holding me down and seemed to enjoy the opportunity to search for the G spot, fumbling around my cervix, a deep examination of my cunt. I almost expected him to call the watching lads over to give them a lesson in technique. I was tingling all over from Ross’s hard fucking and the close follow on of Danny’s exploration, and the joy of being held down so that I as used as they wanted, what they had paid me for. Eventually he removed his left hand and pulled me up.
It was a little chilly so I put my spunk covered coat back on and instinctively reached out to start rubbing Danny’s cock through his trousers - he’d zipped up again after shoving his cock into my mouth through the bars in the gate.
Danny was quick to push me down on my heels again
“suck my cock bitch” he said, but with a smile showing that it was meant playfully. I pulled his blue chinos open and restarted the attention to his cock that had been so rudely interrupted earlier.
As I unzipped again he asked
“whats with the coat, slut?” And then after a pause “Take if off for the lads”
nodding towards the small group watching from a distance.
I allowed him to slip it off and leave it behind me on the floor, leaving me in my skimpy Basque, with no panties, my labia sopping wet spread open, with spunk and juices still dribbling.
“what do you think of my bitch lads” he called out “maybe I’ll let you use her when I’m done” before returning to deal with me . They called out a few things, but half heartedly
“ask nicely slut” he said looking down
“please sir, can I have a taste of your cock” I replied.
‘what the fuck are you waiting for bitch, get on with it” he said pushing my head forwards towards his stiffy.
“sorry sir’ I murmured as I took his cock in my mouth.
He tugged at my Basque straps pulling them over my shoulders, I manoeuvred my arms, keeping one hand on his cock all the time, stroking it into my mouth, whilst removing my arms from the Basque allowing Danny to pull it down with my tits fully on show.The lads had moved a little to get a fuller look at me as they sensed that Danny was happy to be watched. I could here them laughing, turned on by the spectacle.
With one hand on my head Danny controlled the rhythm, as he fucked my mouth, pushing his meaty cock as far as it would go,
“take it slut, all of it” instructed Danny, I tried, but it was making me gag and I pulled away a little
He pushed my head down on his cock
“not so quick slut, take it”
I simply couldn’t take it any deeper, although I tried and Danny eased the pressure a little sensing my discomfort.
He shifted a little and pushed me down onto my knees, amidst the garbage, the broken glass, the used rubbers and piss stained paving slabs
“You’re a cheap whore who deserves to be down in the shit, what are you?” Said Danny. I could feel his stiffy stiffen further as he said it. Speaking to me like a piece of meat was clearly a big turn on.
“a cheap whore sir”,
“a cheap, married whore sir”
“ A cheap, married, cumslut whore sir” I replied, entering into the game
Danny was clearly highly aroused by the evening with plenty of precum leaking out. I carried on working his cock, rubbing and sucking, until he pushed my head back and tugged on my chin to open my mouth
“I’m going to cum in your mouth and all over your face slut” he said
“thank you sir”
Danny started tugging his own cock whilst I cupped and teased his balls, my eyes drifted to the watching lads
“eyes slut” said Danny and I returned my gaze into his eyes.
Every few strokes he presented his cock for me to lick and suck a little before he returned to stroking it over me himself. This seemed to be going on for sometimes and my knees were beginning to hurt. I shifted a little.
“ Be still slut’ he said as he placed one hand on my head to position it and a few moments later he exploded all over my face, into my mouth, and my tits. A real fateful of cum, from a man I had only met 90 minutes or so earlier. Most went over my face but two good spurts sprayed into my mouth, which I allowed to dribble down my chin. There must have been 3 or 4 big spurts of cum as well as a number of minor eruptions, he rubbed until the big explosions we’re completed when he placed his cock by my mouth
“clean it slut” he smiled,
“Thank you sir” I smiled back as I licked and sucked his cock.
Danny picked up my coat and I stood up and waited for him to help me put on my coat. He smirked and pointed to the dark lane and said
“you must be joking, walk of shame slut”
I was forced to walk past the group of lads with a cum splattered face, no panties, tits fully on show. I pulled myself up straight and walked as slowly and as gracefully as I could, through the gates, along the dark path, with a chilly wind, past another group of older lads all drinking, who called out and moved towards me - I felt scared here and hoped thad Danny was close behind, as I was more than a little vulnerable - he was only a few yards behind me and after a few minutes I was standing by the road beside Ross’s car - paid duties completed.
Ross apologised. He told me that I had driven a hard bargain and it had pissed him off. He hadn’t intended to be so rude and strong but that he had got caught up in the moment. I told him not to worry that I had found the idea of being pimped by my boss quite a turn on.
Note from Katie - If you have enjoyed reading this, please do leave me a comment, what you liked or didn’t like. I love to read all comments, it makes me want to share my adventures in all their filth x
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