Hotwife doubles her pleasure

I was a good Catholic girl and didn’t allow sex before marriage, despite having many boyfriends. That’s why I was shocked when my husband showed me a contact magazine, and showed that a man offered to buy used panties from every married woman in London, where we live.

However, we had little money, and husband, Jonathon, said what harm it could do to sell my panties, so he convinced me to have him answer and arrange a meeting in a local saloon bar. We met the guy, and he seemed very nice, and complimented me on my looks, and we had a few drinks, and I got really excited about this guy’s idea with my panties, to do with whatever he wanted, however naughty. Eventually, when we drank more drinks, I got bolder, and when he invited us to his house, I easily agreed to go along with the plan.

When we got to his house, which was nice and warm, he asked me to wait in his bedroom while he was talking to my guy. When he entered the bedroom, the door closed with Hubby still in the living room, he said it was all arranged, and he would now pay me to lift my skirt so that HE could remove my panties. Well, I was a little cheerful now, a little confused, and very excited, because nobody had ever seen me without panties except male!

So he gave me the agreed money, put it on the nightstand where I could see it, and said, “Right Lily, lift up your skirt, so I can see what I paid for.” So, with my heart completely a flutter, I slowly lifted my skirt, above my stocking tops, higher to my waist, so he could see my beautiful lacy panties. “Beautiful,” he said, “what fantastic legs and creamy white thighs and what beautiful underwear.”

My heart pounded, and I tried to stand still, even when he began to walk his hand on my legs, along my stocking tops, and then began to feel softly my pussy lips through my panties. He cut his thumbs into the elastic top of my panties and pulled them down quickly, and his eyes glowed as he looked at my naked pussy. “You’re all wet and waiting,” he said. “Lie on the bed and spread your legs so I can take off the panties over your shoes and close your eyes.”

So I did what I was told, but then he realized he was kneeling on the bed between my legs and saying I should slowly open my eyes. He touched my wet lips with one hand, rubbed his big naked dick with the other, and I orgasm almost there and then.

“Listen now, sweetheart,” he said, “your husband said I can fuck you if I give you double the money we agreed to, so now you’re going to be my whore; You understand that! “Yes, sir,” I barely managed to answer, longing to feel his huge dick inside me. With it he put the extra money on the bedside table, urgently tore my blouse open, pushed my bra up, and then dropped himself on me, pushed his hard naked dick right at me.

He started squeezing my nipples when he pushed me in and out, and then he started whispering in my ear “You’re a whore, you’re not, a fucking whore. Tell me to fuck you, whore, answer the fucking question. I loved it; I’ve never been so excited in my life, so replied, “Yes, sir, I’m your whore, your fucking whore, fuck me, sir, fuck me, please.”

He fucked me harder and harder, squeezed my nipples harder, and when I got orgasm again, I felt him spilling deep inside me! When he stopped, he hugged me for a while, and then said, “Fantastic, I want to see you from now on every week; You’re the best prostitute I’ve ever had.” When I was slowly dressed, I thought, “Yes, I think I’m a prostitute now, after a man fucked me for money, and yet I had loved it. I’ll definitely come back next week for more, and every week he wants me. Great to be paid for having the best time of my life, the best damn ever!”

On my way home in the car I told my husband exactly what had happened, but he knew he had listened to the keyhole, and even had a great view of us on the bed. He was as excited as I was. He’s such a pussy. When I came into our house, I felt all his wick running over my legs because I wasn’t wearing any panties, and I couldn’t wait to get manly into the bedroom and show him that the other one ran his pit out of my used cunt. Hubby got very excited and had his little hard dick jerking out hard, and went to my used pussy, but I stopped him and said, “I’m a paid whore now, so also you will have to pay if you ever want my favors, darling.”

Hubby quickly emptied his wallet, gave me all his money and started fucking me and was shocked, but was happy to hear me say “I’m a whore, a whore, fuck me pussy, fuck me, but pay me every time.” So began a new phase of my life, earned money as a prostitute, and soon manly let me wear a condom when he fucked me, and eventually he denied him access to my body at all, but told him I was holding on to much bigger dicks than his little one from now on.