Whore for a Day

"I can't believe you did that!"

"Jon, nothing happened! We just had lunch together!"

"Well I'm sure he wanted to do more than that!"

"You're being ridiculous.  Can we please just go to dinner?"

"Why didn't you just say no?"

"He's my boss! I didn't want to upset him."

"So what if he asks you to fuck him?  Are you going to do it, so he won't get upset?"

"Fuck you Jon!"

SLAM!!!

Vicki slammed the door behind her and ran out into the street, crying.  She made her way through the dark streets, not even knowing where she was going. As the night got colder, She pulled her coat about her tightly to buffer the chill wind.  Her legs, however, were covered by only a short skirt and a pair of black nylons.  Her feet began to hurt as she hobbled down the street in her high heels.  Her mind was filled with thoughts. How could he say those things to her? After only a year of marriage, she and Jon had never fought like that.  Why did he get so jealous?  He was being a complete asshole!

"Hey baby!"

Vicki turned her head to see a car pull up beside her.

"How much?"

"Fuck you buddy! I'm not a hooker!"

He pulled up a little closer.

"Aww, come on babe! I can pay! How much? Five hundred? A grand?"

Vicki stopped dead in her tracks. A thousand dollars? Was he serious?
She looked over at the man.  He was actually quite attractive, with short dark hair, and a clean shaven face.

'Maybe I should do it?' she thought to herself. 'That will show that bastard Jon! Anyways, he's the one that pretty much called me a whore!'

Her angry expression melted away and Vicki smiled as she walked over to the car.

"Damn girl! You're hot!" the man said eyeing up her body.

"Fifteen hundred!" she said bluntly.

She half expected the man to drive away, but instead he just grinned and opened the passenger door.  Vicki tried to act confident as she made her way around to the other side of the car, but in truth, she was scared as hell.

"So what's your name?" Jon asked as she sat down and closed the door.

Without thinking, she blurted out "Victoria." She then realized she should have used a fake name.

"Oooo. Classy!" he said. "I'm Darren."

"Charmed." Vicki answered dryly. She was beginning to regret her decision.

Darren drove to a nearby hotel and parked the car.  Vicki considered calling a cab and getting the hell out of there, but something held her back.  She had to do this!  It was Jon's fault, not hers!

"Well, here it is." Darren said opening the door to the hotel room.

It wasn't a dump or anything, but it was far from five star.  There was one bed, some cheap paintings on the wall and a few liquor bottles on the desk beside the door.

"I see you've been having fun already," Vicki commented, seeing to half empty bottles.

"Oh the party's just beginning. Would you like a drink?"

"Oh God yes! I..mean yes please."

Darren smiled as he filled a glass with ice.

"You seem a little nervous.  This isn't your first time is it?"

"Oh hell no!" Vicki lied. "I always need a drink to take the edge off."

Darren sat down on the bed.

"So what do you do?" he asked.

"Excuse me?"

"You know. What do you do? Sexually I mean."

"Oh! Uhhh. Everything, I guess. Everything except kissing on the mouth."

Vickie was suddenly glad she had watched "Pretty Woman" eleven times.

"Will you suck my cock?"

"Of course."

Can I fuck you in the ass?"

Vickie swallowed hard.  "Y..Yes."

"Good! Let's get started."

With that, the man yanked his pants down and took off his shirt.  He was standing there, wearing only a pair of boxers.  Vicki looked him up and down, inspecting his body.  He looked like he worked out, with washboard abs and a full, defined chest.  In fact he had a much better body than Jon.  Vicki wondered why he was paying for sex. She was starting to get a little turned on.  She had started this to get back at her husband but now she was realizing that she really wanted to please this man!

Kneeling down before him, she looked up into his eyes as she curled her fingers into the waistband of his boxers.  Slowly she pulled them down his thick, muscled legs, freeing his rigid cock. Her eyes fell to his dick and inspected the member.  It was long and thick, protruding straight out from his abdomen.  She wrapped her small hand around his shaft and stroked it gently.  Her other hand moved to his balls and caressed them with her nimble fingers.  Parting her sweet lips, her little pink tongue slipped out and teased the head of his dick. Darren started to moan as she poked the tip of her tongue into his dickhole. From there, her tongue slid down his shaft as she moved her hand up his torso, feeling his tight, muscular stomach.  Her other hand grasped his cock and pushed it up against his abdomen as she dropped her mouth to his balls.

"Oh, baby! Damn you're good."

Hearing him talk was a huge turn on. Jon never talked during sex.

Her lips enclosed around his tight sac, as she massaged them with her tongue.  She began to moan, humming on his balls, as her hand moved around to feel his muscular ass. Vicki's tongue lapped at his balls some more, before moving up the bottom of his shaft.  Up and down she licked him getting it nice and wet.  When it was glistening with her saliva she took it into her mouth, enclosing her lips around the thick cock.  Slowly she pushed her mouth all the way down, until she could feel his balls pressing against her chin.  She had to relax her throat to prevent herself from choking as she took him in.  Darren rested a hand on her head as she bobbed up and down on his dick.  As she began to stroke his shaft with her hand, she started to suck faster.

"Oh, fuck yeah! I think I'm going to cum soon."

Vicki moved her head faster as she rubbed his balls.

"Did you hear me? I..I'm going to ...Oh, God!"

Vicki closed her eyes in ecstasy as Darren pumped a huge load of hot cum into her mouth.  She gulped it down greedily and sucked his cock dry.

Darren slumped back on the bed.

"Wow," he said. "I didn't know you girls swallowed."

"We don't," she replied. "But you're special."

Darren laughed.

"Oh really?"

Vicki smiled and walked over to him.

"Yes, you are. And you're right. This is my first time. So be gentle."

Since Darren had just blown his load, Vicki had to keep herself busy until he was hard again. Turning around she looked over her shoulder and smiled seductively at him.  She then began to run her hands down her body in an erotic fashion.  She heard Darren mutter something as she slipped one of the straps of her dress down over her shoulder. As the other strap slid down her smooth skin the top fell down to her waist.  Soon she was standing before him dressed in only a bra and panties, with a pair of black thigh high nylons and high heels. She noticed that Darren was starting to get hard again. As she started to take off her shoes, he stopped her.

"No," he ordered. "Leave those on. You look so sexy."

Jon never told her that anymore.

With a sexy smile, Vicki unfastened her bra and tossed it aside.  Darren stared at her beautiful breast, as she took one in her hand.  Looking into his eyes, she flicked her tongue out, licking her nipple.  She noticed that he was starting to get hard again.

Turning around, Vicki bent over, showing him her firm ass.  She then slowly slid her black panties down her legs. As she stood up she turned and smiled at Darren.

"Lay down," she told him.

Darren did as he was told, laying back on the bed, his dick at full attention once again.  Vicki moved around to the end of the bed and started crawling up his body, landing soft kisses up his stomach and chest.  When her pelvis was lined up directly above his, she reached down and grabbed his cock.  As she lowered herself down onto his dick a gasp escaped her lips.  Her pussy lips parted and his cock slipped inside, filling her hot hole.  Vicki wiggled her hips and nestled down onto his pole, allowing him to fill her completely.

"Fuck, you feel so good!" Darren moaned, placing his hands on her hips.

Vicki placed her hands on his chest, as she bounced up and down on his turgid rod.  She was loving the feeling of his cock inside her.  She was loving the feeling of her tight cunt accommodating his thick shaft.  The way her folds stretched around his dick, as it slid in and out.

"I love your cock!" she said through clenched teeth.

"Oooo, you have a dirty mouth!" Darren said. "I love it!"

Vicki lowered her body, pressing her tits into his chest, as his hands grabbed at her ass.  She could feel his strong fingers pulling apart her ass cheeks, as she pumped her body down onto his cock.

"Am I a good little whore?" she whispered into his ear.

"Oh yeah, baby. You're a good little whore!"

Suddenly, Darren grabbed Vicki's body and held her close as he rolled over.  He was on top of her now, as he grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the bed.  Vicki smiled up at him as he started to pump his hard cock into her.  As he held her hands, he felt the cold metal of her wedding ring.  Surprised, he looked down at her.

"You're married?"

"Not right now, I'm not!  Right now I'm your dirty little whore! Now fuck me!"

The fact that Vicki was married seemed to turn Darren on even more and he really started to give it to her.  Releasing her hands, he grabbed her ankles, forcing her legs out wide.  He drove into her hard, before pushing her legs up by her head. In her mind she thanked her mom for sending her to gymnastic lessons as a kid. Darren held her legs there as he fucked her tight little pussy repeatedly.  His face was frozen in an intense grimace as he rotated his hips, grinding his cock into her hole.

After a few more minute, Darren pulled out and allowed Vicki to put her legs down.  Not wanting to waste a second, she hopped up and bent over in front of him.

"Fuck me like the whore I am!" she said over her shoulder.

Darren wasted no time in sliding his erect dick into Vicki's wet pussy, filling her once again.  Soon the room was filled with the sounds of Vicki's moaning, and the quiet slapping of Darren's balls on her soft skin.

"Harder!" She shouted. "Fuck my cunt!"

Darren obeyed her request, pumping his dick in and out even harder. Vicki's pussy was getting wetter by the minute. His hands were gripping her hips as he fucked her.

"Would you like me to fuck your ass?"

"Oh yes! I want it in my ass now!"

Darren pulled out as Vicki spit into her hand.  Taking her wet hand, she rubbed it along her asshole, smearing her saliva around her butt.  She then slid a finger inside, lubing herself up as Darren watched.  When she was nice and wet, Darren pressed his thick dick head against her tiny puckered asshole.

"Mmmmm, put it in," she cooed.

She could feel her tight hole stretch around his cock as he entered her.  She gritted her teeth in pain as she felt his thick meat travel slowly up her ass.

"This will show Jon!" she thought to herself. "His sweet little wife, getting fucked up the ass like a whore!"

Darren's dick was in all the way before he started to pull it out again.  The full feeling in Vicki's ass diminished as he pulled away.  When he was almost all the way out he pushed his hard cock back into her tight butt hole.

"Oh yes!"

"You like that huh?"

"I love it! I love your cock in my ass!"

He started to increase the tempo, as Vicki moaned away.

"Where do you want me to cum?" he asked.

"I'm your whore! You can cum anywhere you want!"

He was really pounding her ass now.

"I want to cum on your face!"

"Do it! Fuck my ass and cum on my face!"

Darren grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back as he shoved his dick into her hard.  He then pulled his cock out of her ass and pulled her head towards him.  He was holding her by the hair as he jerked his dick in front of her face.  Vicki looked on in anticipation.

Suddenly, a gob of hot cum shot out and landed in her eye.  The next one hit her in the mouth.  She shot her tongue and tasted his jism on her lips, as he fired a few more shots into her hair.  By the time Darren had finished, Vicki's hair and face was a mess of cum.

She quickly went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up, as Darren got dressed.  She put her clothes back on walked back into the bedroom.

"Here." Darren said, tossing her a roll of bills. "I need to phone a friend, so I hope you can find your way out."

Vicki picked up the money and grabbed her coat.  Without so much as a word, she walked out of the room.  As she sat in the cab on the ride home, feeling of guilt started to overcome her.  She almost felt like not even going home. How could she face her husband after what she had done?

Her feet seemed sluggish as she walked up the front steps to her house.  As she went to open the door, it swung open.  Jon was standing there before her.

"Vick!" he said, pulling her close into a hug. "I was getting worried about you. I'm so sorry."

"So am I," she replied as a tear formed in her eye.

The couple went inside and Jon kissed his wife, unknowing that she had just swallowed down millions of another man's sperm. Vicki had a long, hot shower and snuggled into bed with her husband.

"Are you sure everything is okay Vick?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm fine hon."

"Good.  I wouldn't want you to be upset when we meet with Darren tomorrow."

Vicki bolted upright.

"What did you say?"

"Remember? My friend from college? I told you about it a week ago."

"Oh yeah.  What did you say his name was?"

"Darren. He just got into town tonight. In fact he called me just before you got home. Can you believe the guy actually picked up a hooker!  He always was a horny bastard."

Vicki swallowed hard as she lay in the bed. Jon soon fell asleep, but she lay awake staring at the ceiling in worry.

The End