Treat her like a whore

I look away from Joey’s large dark form and back at Phoebe. I reach over and turn on the lamp. In the soft glow, she looks so sweet and innocent, but I know she’s the same woman who constantly teases me.

I move a strand of hair, behind her ear, and firmly tell her, “I’m going to fuck you like a whore while your husband watches.”

Phoebe smiles widens, mischief filling her eyes, “It won’t be the first time. How much did you pay for me?”

“Doesn’t matter. I’m getting my money’s worth,” I say. She sits up, and I yank her tank top over her head. Fuck her tits are nicer than I expect, full and round in my squeezing hand. I pinch her pierced nipple.

Joey moves up close to the bed. He says, “Use her however you want. She can take it. She’s tough.”

Looking at Phoebe’s pretty mouth, I ask her husband, “She is tough enough to get face fucked?”

“Oh yeah,” his voice laced in excitement, “open wide sweetie. He has a fat one!”

Phoebe looks down at the tent in my sweatpants. She says, “I definitely haven’t forgotten the competition at the campfire. And I was impossible not to feel how wide he was resting between my ass while we spooned.” She sits up straighter, and rests her back against the headboard.

I stand up on the bed, and straddle her body. I stand so close to her face, I can feel the heat from her breath against my cock. Phoebe reaches up, and pulls down my sweatpants. My erection is rock hard, that pill did the trick. It’s almost too hard. Phoebe has to use two hands to tilt it down to her mouth.

Her lips lock around my cock, and her dark eyes look up at me. She wants to see my reaction to her tongue. Her amazingly agile tongue that is running laps around my cock, swirling my head, coating everything in wet warm salvia. Fuck. She hasn’t started sucking yet, and it feels amazing.

I groan when I finally feel a vacuum in her mouth, and her lips move down and up my shaft. I grab her wrist, and hold them above her head. I say, “No hands, all mouth.”

Since Phoebe can’t talk with my cock stuffed in her mouth, her husband talks for her, “Fuck that’s hot. Now fuck her little mouth with that beefy cock.”

I thurst in slowly, pushing my cock in deeper. Phoebe opens wider, and looks up at me as she gags with my cock stuffed into her throat. I pull out enough to let her breathe. The shaft of my cock glistens with her spit. I slide it back in between her soft lips, getting lightly grazed by her teeth.

“She can take it! Really fuck her mouth!” Joey encourages.

I get my hips into a rhythm, and start pumping in and out of her mouth forcefully. My cock slams into the back of her throat. Phoebe gags and retches as I rail her throat. Tears stream down her faced and snot drips out of her nose. I’m getting more pleasure from the power of the position than I am of the feeling. Her teeth are constantly scraping my cock, she’s getting tired and can’t open wide enough. Finally I pull out, and step back.

Phoebe is a sexy mess of drool, tears and snot. Her perky tits jiggle with her coughing fit. Joey says, “Don’t be dramatic! You’ve been abused way worse. Chandler didn’t even smack or **** you.”

She looks at her husband with disdain, “I’m going to stuff a coke can down your throat, and we’ll see how you take it.”

I grab Phoebe’s hips, and pull them down them bed. Her back slides off the wall back onto the soft mattress. I grab a pillow and put it beneath her lower back, raising up her hips slightly. I spread her legs, and look at her black hair covered pussy. I spread her lips, seeing her pretty pink insides. I slip a finger in: warm and deliciously wet. Perfect.

I slap on hard cock down on Phoebe clit, and she cries out in surprise. I angle my cock, and watch it penetrate her. I slowly push into her tight pussy. She lets out a moan, “Ooooh god.”

I grab her ankles, and spread her legs out in a wide V. I watch as I thrust my cock in and out of her. Watching it stretch the sides of her pussy. Watching how it comes over covered in her wetness. My cock looks amazing in my friend’s little wife.

I close her legs together and rest her ankles on my shoulders. I’m really in deep now. I stay there, feeling the walls of her pussy squeeze around me. I lose myself in the feeling, and almost forget that I’m suppose to fuck her like a whore.

I pull out, and thrust in hard and fast. This elicits a loud, “AHHH!” I pull out and pound in again, ramming deep inside her. I can feel her cervix on each thrust. This cannot be pleasurable for her. But it’s so pleasurable for me. I pound in and out, until I pull out and look at my cock covered in her thick wetness.

Joey sees his wife’s cum on me, and claps me on the back, “She loved that hard pounding. Now give her more.”

I look down at Phoebe’s face. She looks like she just finished the tenth round of a boxing. I had beat on her mouth, and on her pussy, and I wasn’t done yet.

I asked, “Does your whore charge extra for anal?”

A grin widened on Joey’s face, “No, anal is always included. I’ll grab the lube for you.”

In anticipation, Phoebe rolls onto her stomach and gets into a position like she’s done it hundreds of times: one leg straight and one bend, her plumb ass up in the air. I squeeze and massage her booty. So much her former than my wife’s but with a great bounce.

Joey passes me the lube. I start my lubing my finger. I insert it into her asshole. Phoebe moans in response. I notice that one arm is underneath her, and her fingers are massaging her clit. I add more lube and add in a second finger. As I’m fingering her ass, watching it stretch open, I ask Joey for a favor, “Do you mind lubing up my cock?”

He agrees readily and slathers my cock in lube, so much that it’s dripping on the sheets. Then he helps guide my cock to the perfect angle of insertion. I pull my fingers out, and insert my tip before her opening closes.

Phoebe cries out, “Oh fuck! Just hold it there. Hunny, make sure he takes his time. I’ve never had something this thick in my ass.”

“Don’t worry babe. I’m the anal master. I’ll teach him,” Joey claps my back and looks down at my cock in his wife’s ass. “She’ll relax and adjust. We’ll push in a little at a time. Then when she is comfortable, you can thrust in and out with little movements. Then when she’s finally ready to go, you can pound her little ass as hard as you want. She’ll love it.”

It goes mostly as he described. Occasionally he adds more lube. Phoebe pleasures herself as I thrust in and out of her ass. Her tight rim squeezes my shaft like I’m fucking a cock ring. Her ass is just as warm as her pussy. I squeeze her thick cheeks, and watch my shaft slip in and out of her.

Then Phoebe is finally ready. Ready for me to pound as hard as I want. She stretches her legs straight and raises her ass into the air. I grab both sides of her hips. I pound in as deep and as hard as I can. I don’t stop until I’m out of breath and groaning, finally getting my release. My cock throbs inside her asshole, and my cum spurts into her colon.

I pull out, and collapse onto the bed. Her face in the mattress so I can hardly hear her, Phoebe says, “Great now I’m going to have cum leaking out of my ass for the rest of the night. You’re going to have to pay extra for that.”

I mumble, “Joey, could you suck that out for me?” I grab a pillow, and curl onto my side. I fall asleep. My cock still rock hard from that pill. Still covered in spit, snot, pussy, ass, lube and cum. I am disgusting but I don’t care. I am drunk and tired. I had been fucking all night, and it is time for sleep.