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Good girls don’t wear panties Part 04Joan told me she that she loved me and that she loved how strong our relationship was she told me that us having sex every day was great but she needed cock more and more, because the more cocks she got the more she had to have. She was very frank about it and admitted that sex was her d**g and that she was addicted and she needed a fix more and more. She told me that she knew that at some point I would no longer be able to keep up with her addiction and that the four days she had to go without sex because of her piercing was a living hell for her and that the night she allowed Matt and his friends to piss on her and she drink it was completely degrading but as degrading it was she could not help herself and nor did she want to.Since we were having such an honest conversation I told her that the way she allowed herself to used that night really turned me on. I admitted that it was one of my secret fetishes and that before we were married I used to watch pissing porn, particularly lesbian pissing porn and that seeing her take piss like she did caused me to fantasize her with another woman drinking each others piss and her drinking her own which caught her a little off guard but she smiled and licked her lips seductively. That night many of our darkest fantasies were laid bare, I shocked her as much she shocked me.I pulled out the gift box in my pocket with a gold anklet in it. She opened it up and looked at me asking if it was what she thought it was and I told her it was. She smiled and leaned over to me and kissed me and thanked me. She handed it back to me and stood up and offering her right leg asking me to put in on for her. She reminded me of what it meant saying that she would now be in control and that she could fuck anyone, anywhere, anytime she liked with or without me and asked if I was sure I wanted to do this. Without a word I secured it to her ankle.Joan took off her dress and stood there only in heals and handed me her phone asking me to take a photo of her with the anklet on. She posed caressing her tits still with her foot in my crotch instructing me to make sure I got her face in the picture too, which I did and handed her phone back to her.I could tell she was proud of herself as she began texting. I asked what she was doing and she told me she was sending the pic to Bill saying “It’s official lol” This shocked me, we were always adamant that we would control such things. She reassured me that Bill knew the score. Seconds later Bill responded with a message that simply read ‘Joe’s Bar 9pm – 5k’ Joan replied, ‘Huh?’ Bill texted back “Be at Joe’s 9pm slut. Come alone – 5k’.She looked over at the kitchen clock and it was already 8pm and she was still processing the message or what she was going to do about it more importantly. She looked at me and bit her lip as she texted ‘OK” then she told me that she guessed she had a job to do regardless of my silent protestations burdur escort reminding me of what I had signed up for. Even though I didn’t recall signing up for her to become a hooker ore even for her to be pimped out by Bill, I let it go.She went upstairs showered and changed into the Red dress I liked so much, she was wearing her Black Stiletto Boots and her Velvet Choker when she re-emerged. She told me she didn’t know what was going to happen or how long she would be at Joe’s but if she could she would face time me some of the action.I looked over at the bedside clock and it was 2:37 when Joan arrived home and she was not alone because I could hear another female voice downstairs. Joan came into the bedroom and told me to call her Sasha because that is what Bill introduced her as at the bar as she told me to come see my surprise who she told me was Roxy. I wanted to know what happened and she told me, “Later” and put 5 thousand dollars in 100’s and 50’s on the bedside table.I went downstairs with Joan and she introduced me to Roxy which was obvious to me at least that this was not her real name. Roxy was quite tall standing around 5’10 she was slim and had a couple of large tattoos, a piercing in her bottom lip but it wasn’t the only one as her top was so tight I could see that both her nipples were pierced as was her belly button and her booty shorts also left little to the imagination. She had a rocking body with large hips and tits.Joan bought out some wine and beer for me and Roxy. As we talked, Roxy told me that Joan was quite the star tonight and they began telling me about what happened. The Bar owner closed the bar at 10 kicking everyone out but Bills Biker buddies and the girls.Joan was the main attraction. Roxy told me that Joan was told to strip and that she was manhandled bound and gagged by a couple of guys and led on a collar and leash to the pool room on her knees. She said, “Sasha was smacked around and had her nipples pinched as other guys forcibly played with her pussy while other slapped her face and ass demanding she tell them she wanted to be fucked by every guy there, it was fucking amazing”Joan concurred and told me that they said that she wasn’t allowed to leave until every guy had fucked her and that she was loving every minute of it. I asked Roxy what she was doing there, she told me she was just tending bar and that she loving the floor show as she laughed.According to Roxy, Joan was lifted onto the pool table and had cocks slapping her face while they made her beg to be fucked through her gagged mouth, her gag was soon removed and was replaced by one cock after another. Joan was face fucked and was forcibly deepthroated to the point of choking until she got used to it. All the while she was being slapped and groped and fingered in her ass and pussy.Joan said she was under onslaught of one big cock after another as they took turns fucking her. Roxy interrupted, telling me that Joan escort burdur was taking it like a champ and that even though she had a guy in her ass, pussy and mouth she was begging for even more cock and that, that was when she was double fucked in her pussy and later she got double anal and still she was screaming like a whore and that thankfully the music in the bar was turned up otherwise the cops would have been called from all of her screaming.Joan by now had passed out in her chair with her exposed pussy, I noticed it was still glistening and oozing cum. Roxy looked over at Joan and told me that she had never seen a whore like Sasha who loved being used like that before. Roxy said holding her arm up, “See my forearm, one of the guy’s cock is that big and not just in length, she took the whole fucking thing down her throat and in her ass and cunt, it was fucking amazing.”Roxy saw my raging hard-on, and I was horny as hell, without another word pulled my dressing gown open and pulled down my underpants and began sucking me off. After a few minutes of sucking me off she stopped and told me she needed to be fucked because she never got any tonight and asked me if I wanted to fuck her. She didn’t need to ask as far as I was concerned.We conversed as we fucked and I related my story about ‘Sasha’ and me to her and she told me how lucky I was and I told her that, that was not the first time I had heard that to which, she laughed. Roxy’s pussy was tight and wet as she rode me reverse cowgirl. She told me that Joan had told her that I fantasised about kinky sex. This talk only made me want to fuck her harder.She reached over to Joan calling out ‘Sasha” to wake her up. As Joan woke up she saw me fucking Roxy and said, “I see you are enjoying yourself baby, mind if I share?” It was more of a statement than a question as Joan got out of her chair stripped and went down between Roxy’s and my legs and began licking her pussy and my cock as it thrust in and out.Roxy was taking charge of what was happening, Joan was going along with it and so was I without objection. Roxy told me to ‘fuck your slut’ and as I began fucking Joan Roxy slapped my ass telling me to stop making love to her saying she’s fucking whore treat the cunt like one. Then I suddenly felt a finger pushing at my ass and begin sliding in which made me thrust harder as Roxy expressed her approval and rewarding me with ‘good boy’ as Roxy continues slapping my ass. She then grabbed my by my balls squeezing them telling me that if I didn’t fuck the whore properly it was going to hurt until I did and her grip tightened until I did.Roxy stayed the night. She slept in our bed Joan was on my right and Roxy on my left. At different times through out the night I was convinced that Roxy was talking but when I looked over toward her she asleep. At around 8am I felt a hand on my morning wood, it was Roxy’s. She said I had a nice cock, not a small one like most guys with burdur escort bayan a whore wife and said it surprised her that it was above average. She told me liked that I fucked Joan the way I did for her saying what a good boy I was but that I could be better. She got up went to the bathroom and dressed and told me she had to get going. I got up to see her out. She pulled my underpants down just enough to expose my cock and kissed the tip saying that she hoped to see me again and gave me a wicked grin and then she turned on her heels and walked out the door.Thursday came quickly and Joan was at home packing for her trip to Las Vegas when I arrived home. She had gotten a new hairstyle that looked great on her. I saw that she had been shopping and I struck up conversation with her about last Saturday night with her and Roxy again. I told her that I was very struck by Roxy as was Joan and she asked if I wanted to fuck Roxy again and I had to admit that I did “It’s okay if you do” she said, but she didn’t think Roxy was someone we should see with any regularity and quickly changed the subject to Las Vegas”She turned the conversation to Las Vegas and how it was going to be lots of fun for her outside of work hours and told me that she was sure that she would be most likely be fucking constantly on her down time and that in fact she was hoping for it. Joan asked me again if I was sure that Roxy was someone I really wanted to spend time with. And I couldn’t see why not.This brought our conversation back to Saturday night and about Joe’s Bar and how she allowed herself to be pimped out by Bill. She told me that the experience was that best she had ever had in her life. All the bikers using her and abusing her in a public place turned her on so much but she was a little disappointed that they closed the bar because the risk of getting caught was gone. She said that the fact that she got paid turned her on but if she really looked at it she should have been the one paying them because of “all those big beautiful cocks” … her words. Joan’s flight was at 10:20 and we had to be at the airport an hour early for her to check in and go through security. Joan was almost finished with her packing and I saw that she was taking nearly all of her skimpy clothes including a pair of Jean booty shorts that I had never seen before and a skimpy bikini but no top. I told her to be careful in Clark County particularly because of the Prostitution Laws and how she had to be careful about guys making advances because she could be confused for a working girl and she reassured me she knew how it worked.On the way to the airport Joan brought up the subject of Roxy advising me not to spend too much time with her over the 4 days she would be away. I took what she was saying as twinges of jealousy. And I confronted her on it. Joan said, “Who do you think it was that actually organised the gangbang at Joe’s baby?, it wasn’t Bill,” She continued by saying that Roxy likes to be in control and that because she was so horny afterwards she told Roxy about me and that she didn’t fully trust her when challenged on it Joan told me she couldn’t quite put her finger on it…..Continues in Part 05
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